I bought a FAT maker...

(Yes, I'm having a bit of a blog identity crisis...but I'm overcoming it. I have been less than satisfied with my backgrounds lately so I'm changing...again. I think I like what I have right now...I'm sure some of you do also. The previous pink was a little too much!)

So you are thinking "what does she mean by 'FAT maker'?" Since we live in America and better yet the great state of Mississippi it could mean many different things like: Stock in McDonald's, broken exercise equipment, or a baking cook book with lots of pictures. In actuality it means I bought a "Bread Maker"!!

That's right, now your saying to yourself as your mouth waters "ohhh, yup I hid mine and told my husband I lost it after our first year of marriage and 10 extra pounds later." We are expecting a slight weight gain. We feel the savory aroma and taste of hot fresh bread is worth the price of larger love handles! So far I have been rather successful with the loaves (thanks to my friend Amy) only one bad loaf out of about 7.

I think I may post some before and after pictures of Johnathon and I in about a month or two and we can compare what level of damage the Fat maker has caused.

Chow for now!