Bacon is Dreamy

Glad I didn't have a repeat of the nightmare I had the night before last. In a very uncharacteristic turn, Mark decided to pair my highly irrational fear of spiders with the versatility of his new printer. In the dream, Mark printed out a picture of the biggest spider he could find on the internet and taped that image onto the front of our packet of bacon. Went to go make breakfast, opened the fridge, saw the spider and woke up in a cold sweat. All I wanted was a dream bacon butty!