bbq junkie: continuing ed.

She's on a kick where she wants to take an orange everywhere. It's odd, but if you think about it, a fairly intelligent security blanket. This way she knows she will never be without food. At Franklins, just east of I-35, you have to get in line early, because they shut down when they're all sold out. It was our first visit, and we had a gorgeous day for it.

A serious discussion about why it was taking so long to get the barbeque...

I actually didn't take any pictures of the food (because I was busy consuming it-- duh), but trust me, it was heartcloggingly yummy.

i'll fly away, oh glory

sleepyhead.

love these warm winter days!

A haircut?!?! But she barely has hair!

I know, I know. But the shaggy mullet look needed a little attention.

Before:
After:

(Oh! And I just realized that you can see the improved built-ins in this picture, patiently awaiting the correct color of paint, glass doors, and the plate racks -- those aren't ladders-- to be installed. But see, I've made PROGRESS since these original holes and their subsequent improvement!)