No More Bacon

Yesterday, I drove past a truck loaded with Wilbur-like piglets and swore that I would never eat bacon, Italian hams, or other pork products ever again.

I was over it by the time I got home and remembered that Nuch had just bought some of our favorite port ribs.

Tipper's Playmate

Thanksgiving 2015 - The Gang

Food coma is already setting in.

Thanksgiving 2015 will be forever remembered as the day I realized I have a fully-developed bald spot.  It's not often one gets to see the top of their own head, and it was this particular picture that showed me that I have a lot less hair on top than I imagined.  I knew it was getting thin, but this is downright monkish.

It's the day after and I'm still in a semi-state of shock.  I need to have a serious talk with my barber and find out what he's been charging me for. 

Thanksgiving 2015 - The Food

First, the opening act

Then, the star of the show

The exposition

Climax

Fin

Loy Kratong 2015

Last night was Loy Kratong, the Thai holiday which has become the equivalent of Valentine's Day.  It's also, the 10th anniversary of the day that Nuch asked me if I wanted to ask her to be my girlfriend.  I said yes.

Loy means float.  Kratong is a little basket made of banana leaves with candles and incense.  So, we went to the canal that runs along our local temple to float our Kratong.

I almost gave up, but we finally took a satisfactory selfie after discovering the optimum camera angle and utilizing a strategically placed kratong.