We are having pork chops for dinner tonight. Yuck. I do not like pork chops. The Spouse went to the butcher today to redeem a certificate that was about to expire and came home with stuffed pork chops. I should be grateful that he ran the errand. I should be grateful that he's making dinner. I should be grateful this gives me an excuse to do my Peter Brady immitation.
Alas, I'm just bummed out I have to eat pork chops tonight for dunner.