I think I've neglected to mention that I own meat.

Way back in February, B.C. [Before Cast] we went to an art opening that featured works by our friend John. I fell in love with several of his paintings, but kept bugging him about one in particular. One that I thought would look pretty good in our house.

It does.

Apparently, everyone and their brother knew my meat destiny - you finks could have shared - but I love my surprise birthday meat.

Thanks Honey - it's a wonderful thing to always smile upon entering a room.