This is a picture of Kayloo's forehead- we call her Oreo Blizzard Head because with the black and the white and the spots... she looks like an Oreo Blizzard.
Mmmm... Oreo Blizzard... John and I got Blizzards on Sunday after we climbed a freaking mountain in the rain and then battled our way through Costco. Costco is Hell in a Warehouse. I went in for bread and meat and came out with 50lbs of garlic stuffed olives and 5 Christmas trees.
I did manage to get the meat and bread though! HOORAY FOR ME!!!
BUT- I was supposed to get steak... and somehow I managed to walk out of there with pork chops.
Let me explain: I was a vegetarian for 10 years and now I only eat red meat when I am a guest somewhere and it would be rude of me to gag. Sooo, my Meat Knowledge kind of sucks. Usually I grab whoever is standing next to me and ask for their help (you know: "Excuse me. I just moved here from Venus where we don't slaughter innocent creatures for shishkabob. Could you please tell me which of these packages will lead me towards the iron and Vitamin B12 carnivorous ecstacy I am seeking?"). However, THIS TIME I WAS SURE. I'm not sure how I was sure though because I just checked the package again and there is is: HEY IDIOT. THIS IS PORK NOT STEAK.
I'm going to blame it on my crappy eyesight. No real good reason for that. I just am.