Welcome to Our Glorious, Marvelous, Surprisingly Ordinary, Very Gay Days.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
When my husband grills his delicious BBQ chicken he is shadowed by Trigger. Usually we treat Trigger to the tendon between the two chicken breasts after it's grilled, but Trigger doesn't understand the timeline. He smells chicken and he shadows my husband until the very end; he follows him from kitchen to backyard grill. It makes me smile.
And yes, those are my husband's sexy legs in this photo.
And yes, it's 80 degrees in Dallas in December so we're still grilling.