The grill fest.
It was one of those nights of insomnia and I get to have random thoughts like relocating to mars but mostly about food.
Then it hit me like a meteor hit the earth; have a grill/barbecue fest and it made perfect sense since I have been craving ribs for sometime now.
So I went shopping out of excitement and went overboard as usual. Please dont judge me, they kept calling me, whispering "pick me, pick me". What was I supposed to do?
Grilling is exciting because getting the coal to flame up is hard work for me but then when it does, I grin like a child and do some funny dance.
So this is the result of my insomnia and now my sisters, our dog and I have a lot of left overs to deal with.
And yes I slept better after the grill.
Namaste.
