Saturday, March 22, 2014

Polka dots and cheesy toast



Spring has sprung, and I feel so many feelings. For example, my husband made me cheesy toast this morning, and I welled up with gratitude. I love cheesy toast so much. I feel so strongly about my love of cheesy toast (and of the maker of said cheesy toast).


This belly situation might have something to do with all the feelings. That's what I've heard.


As you can see, I've purchased a polka-dot mommy-to-be tank top because clearly, obviously and duh. My love of polka-dots is eclipsed only by my love of cheesy toast. (So cheesy. So crunchy. SO GOOD.)

8 comments:

Winter Moon said...

I love cheese on toast.

Your bump is coming along nicely :)

The Grande Dame said...

You are the only other person I've known to call it cheesy toast! That's what it's called in my family but everyone else would have no idea what I meant so eventually I just defaulted to toasted cheese, which is wrong. Nice polka dots!

Shybiker said...

Love the top. Polka dots are the best.

Emmylou said...

Nothing beats cheesy toast and polka dots...well, maybe polka-dotted cheesy toast? No? :D

Sacramento Amate said...

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Jane said...

yay to cheesy toast! :)

Sonya Mann said...

Well darn, I want some cheesy toast now. Or cookies.

Hollie "Jet" Black-Ramsey said...

I'm assuming cheesey toast is simply just that - cheese on toast? Hm. What's not to love?