Note to self: Just because the donuts and the candy and the BBQ ribs are there doesn't mean you have to eat them. And it really doesn't mean you have to have seconds.
Are you 100% sure about that? Because you're talking about BBQ and Texas. I mean, there might be an obscure state law or something (like that thing ya'll have about insulting cows) requiring you to eat ribs once ushered into their sacred presence. No? Right. Maybe I just need to go to bed, then.
ETA: It's so weird because I have been craving donuts all day. It was so bad I actually pulled out my recipe for making them (even though it's a major pain in the ass) because I couldn't stop thinking about hot, fresh, yeasty donuts straight out of all that yummy grease. Geez. Maybe it's some kind of weird cosmic thing where you have to eat extra donuts to make up for my lack of them. No? Right. Maybe I just need to go to bed, then.
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ETA: It's so weird because I have been craving donuts all day. It was so bad I actually pulled out my recipe for making them (even though it's a major pain in the ass) because I couldn't stop thinking about hot, fresh, yeasty donuts straight out of all that yummy grease. Geez. Maybe it's some kind of weird cosmic thing where you have to eat extra donuts to make up for my lack of them. No? Right. Maybe I just need to go to bed, then.
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