This is a picture of The Dictator's dream meatloaf. I found it on the 'net one day, and snagged the picture because it embodies everything possible that could make The Dictator happy.
It is meatloaf, stuffed with macaroni and cheese, wrapped in bacon.
I was just standing in the kitchen, doing dishes with an eye to the clock for when The Princess comes home from school.
Well, to me, that's meatloaf, stuffed with macaroni and cheese, wrapped in bacon.
It's what I want.
Husband has a permanent job. Hired in retroactive to Monday. Benefits to start July 1. Now, to turn the prayers over to my hope: a part-time writing position that was posted locally. Less than 10 miles from my house. Somewhere I've wanted to be. I've always called it my "Plan B" -- a good place to work that would be flexible around my being a mother.
I want my meatloaf!!!
4 comments:
Congratulation you guys on your job fix!!! I am so happy for you guys and impressed by the awesome attitude that you maintained through this difficult time. Yippee!!
Well, other than curious about what was erased on another post, I have to say - God, you Rock! To have benefits begin for him the day after yours expire tells me that God always has and always will be in charge-down to the wire sometimes, but present nonetheless. Yea, God! "appletree"
You can have your meatloaf... but you may not want to eat it.
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