It Was Killing Me Too, Cullen

So I took today off to stand her up and burn a few chimneys through her to dry her out and clean her off.

Those pieces of splintered wood on the ground in the previous photo were the broken stays from the umbrella.

I’ll smoke a turkey breast tonight for dinner, and life will be good.

7 Responses to “It Was Killing Me Too, Cullen”

1. Cullen says:

   March 16, 2010 at 9:51 am

   Hell to to the yeah! Took the day off for the smoker. That’s what I’m talking about!

   She looks like she survived just fine. You should probably throw some ABTs down too, just in case.

2. Mr. Bingley says:

   March 16, 2010 at 10:01 am

   Got to keep those priorities straight!

3. tree hugging sister says:

   March 16, 2010 at 4:30 pm

   Why do men ALWAYS think breasts make everything better?

4. Cullen says:

   March 16, 2010 at 4:37 pm

   From our perspective they do!

5. Mr. Bingley says:

   March 16, 2010 at 9:17 pm

   What is this “think” stuff, Sis?

6. Cullen says:

   March 17, 2010 at 11:28 am

   So, how was the breast?

7. Mr. Bingley says:

   March 17, 2010 at 11:45 am

   Actually I couldn’t find one that wasn’t frozen so I ended up doing a nice batch of Roadside chicken on the gasser. Yum.