Guys. I LOVE barbecue. Like, a lot.
So, you can imagine my shock when it didn't taste good to me. I know that is was exceptional, because the boys kept telling me so. The food was moist and tender. But really, the only things that tasted good to me were the pickles and the waffle french fries. Those tasted like heaven.
Moral of the story: my body is so happy with my choice to cleanse right now. It is very angry that I am trying to do something else. Point taken, body. Sorry for disrupting your flow.
I did get some fun pictures though to show you!
A: "Hey, I bought your balls today, okay?!?!"
Bil: "Yeah, and then you let me use your long stick to hit them. Your long, metal stick"
They were, in fact, talking about going out to the driving range. They only mentioned this fact after this particular exchange. Men, I tell ya. Well, on that note, have a fabulous Friday, and a wonderful weekend!