MY BACON

I am not one of those crazy pregnant ladies that makes my husband go to the store at 1 in the morning for pickles, but I do often find that I have a strong urge for certain types of foods. As long as I satisfy them within 24 hours I am okay. This pregnancy has created a deep and unconditional love for bacon. In an effort to not have to wait 24 hours to satisfy my urge, I drove out to the Pork Shop in Queen Creek and bought 5 pounds of bacon. When I came home, I arranged it in 2 strip portions so that when the craving came about, all I had to do was pull out a portion from the freezer, put in the micro for 2 1/2 minutes and as quick as the craving came, it was satisfied. Since Mr. B is not a pork fan, I had all 5 pounds to myself. The girls like bacon, so I have become a closet bacon-eater just so that I can savor each piece all by myself. Well I ran out of bacon this week and on a recent trip to the store with Mr. B, began loading up the cart with bacon. When we got home I noticed that there was no bacon. Mr. B informed me that he did not like that I was eating so much bacon, and that it was not good for his growing son and that he took it out of the cart. WHAT!!! He must want to die. Anyhow, he is sleeping now and I am getting ready to go out and buy my bacon, separate it and hide it in the freezer. I don't know where he gets off thinking he can tell a pregnant woman she can't have her bacon.