I saw this picture on the net and started snorting and chuckling to myself. It reminded me of someone. I was really thinking about who it was and couldn’t put a hoove on it. And then it all came back to me.
Yeah, that’s *almost* how I act when I hear mom starting to pop popcorn on the stove. Usually, she sneaks in the kitchen when I’m in my room hanging out and watching television.
I’ll hear the pan go on the stove.
I’ll hear the kernels hit the bottom of the pan and the shaking commences.
That’s the part where I burn rubber out of my room, down the hall and fly into the kitchen.
I love – I can’t stress this enough – LOVE popcorn. Mom took this picture of me not too long ago. I thought I would share with you.
What do you know – it’s Friday. Maybe I’ll get lucky and get some of that wonderful popcorn tonight.
Enjoy – XOXO – Bacon