How I Am Managing To Blog Despite The Speck In My Eye, I'll Never Know

First off, please prepare to marvel at my hypocrisy--yesterday Dusie and I went to the farmers' market and I purchased $10 a pound breakfast sausage. Yes. A whole pound. And those $5/dozen nest run eggs.

All I can say is that it was impulse purchasing done because I was in the company of my sister. And yes, the sausage is all locally made from locally raised, happy up until slaughter pigs. And delicious. I had a free sample.

And now I am stuck in my apartment due to the marathon, and I am unsure whether I will eat my sausage with pancakes or eggs.