Oink! Oink!

There's nothing quite like the yummy smell of bacon frying in the morning!  Some days when I'm on my way into work, I'll drive past the Country Boy Restaurant, or Halfway Market, and I can smell the bacon cooking even with my car windows rolled up.  It makes my tummy start to growl and the rest of the way into work, I'm wishing I had gotten up earlier so I could have eaten breakfast before I rushed out the door.

My office is in the upstairs portion of my elder boss' house, so most mornings I sit at my computer as more tantalizing aromas drift up the stairs from the kitchen down below, where my boss' wife is cooking breakfast.  It's pure torture, especially when I'm dieting, which is just about every other day of the year!  And it's not just breakfast smells, some days she's baking pies or cookies, or has a roast and potatoes in the crock pot and the torture lasts all day long.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but I think a nose could give the eyes a run for their money in that department!