Forgive me Father for I have sinned. I have fallen victim to the evil BBQ Festival. I have been gluttonous.
Day 1-BBQ sandwich, chips, slaw, baked beans, cookie (Just for lunch-Don't ask about dinner. I'm too ashamed). Day 2-BBQ sandwich, 1/4 rack of ribs, iced tea, cheesecake on a stick, several bites of Dippin' dots (just for lunch-Again, don't ask about dinner).
I am guilty of the sin of lust, lusting after my friend's big fat plate of ribbon fries. Lusting after those BBQed shrimp, the fudge brownie sundae, the fried ice cream and the cajun corn. Oh, and the fried pies.
I am guilty of envy, envious of my friend's polish dog and BBQed chicken. Envious of another friend's fried Oreo and that foot long corndog.
Forgive me Father. What shall I do? What's that? Six Hail Mary's and three miles of running at the United Way 5k tomorrow? Sigh. Okay, and while I'm at it, I'm just going to tack on another three miles 'cause we still have one more day of this doggone festival. Just in case.
Grey winters day - I was feeling inspired by the snowstorm we had yesterday so I thought I'd go for a drive and take a few pictures. All images were taken in Seabrook, NH o...
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