Last night we had a man night. I had a split pea soup almost ready for dinner when Husband came home in a funk. The day had been unkind to him. I generally think that it is a bad idea to tie eating with emotions -Recipe for disaster right there- HOWEVER, sometimes you just need some ribs.
So we frequented for the 2nd time since moving here Red, Hot, and Blue. We ate our fill of ribs and french fries and coleslaw and baked beans and green beans and lemonade (yes it keeps going) and corn rolls (there, it stops).And it was so very delicious. And then we came home to our slightly cool apartment (Bless you October!) and watched nearly 3 hours of The Walking Dead. That show is so good. It is also so stressful. I was eating my pillow the whole time.
By the end of the evening Husband didn't feel quite so defeated and with a belly full of ribs and a head full of zombies we went to bed.
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