Before I go one from here, I feel as though I have to share something personal about myself lest you think I pick on my sister too much.
I have tripped going upstairs more times than I can count. Usually over my pajama bottoms that are too long but also with my boots and my own feet. Once I was carrying a plate of lasagna and tripped on the top step and flung food all over the new carpet.
There..... I feel better now....
So my sister texts me that she had gone to Costco and picked up dinner. We were going to have, and I quote "...got chicken ribs and potatoes for dinner".
Chicken ribs? Can you make a whole meal off of chicken ribs?
But here they are. I commemorated them on film for you.
You don't have to thank me.
Thank my sister.....