Happy BBQ Thursday, Modern Philosophers! I’m actually looking forward to going to work today because we’re having a huge cookout and that’s the perfect way to raise morale while also inducing the staff into a food coma.
Here’s a photo of me grilling at one of last year’s work events. I always end up organizing these shindigs, but this is the first one without the assistance of The Girl Who Flips My Burger, who was my partner in crime and co-fun planner. We were a perfect team. The Girl Who Looks Like A Super Model would smile and bat her eyelashes and people would agree to do anything she asked. Whenever she ran into trouble, she’d just point to the tall, scowling, handsome guy behind her and tell people they could always deal with me if they didn’t want to help her.
Needless to say, she always got want she wanted.
This is the first barbecue at the new building, which means this will be our first test of the Bangor Fire Department’s response time when I inevitably set something on fire. The firemen are good guys, and free food (albeit a little charred) is always enough to get back on their good side. Of course, I always had The Girl With The Dimpled Smile to charm them in the past, so maybe I’d better be a little more careful this year…
If I don’t post anything tonight, that probably means I ate so much of my wonderful grilling that my brain lost the ability to function. Don’t laugh, it’s a real thing!
I am wearing an incredibly ugly Hawaiian shirt for the party because I know it would’ve driven The Girl Who Rolls Her Eyes At My Wardrobe Choices a little crazy. And I know I’ll be thinking about her all day, so why not dress for it?
If anyone is in the neighborhood at lunch time, feel free to stop by. Especially if you’re The Girl Who Owns My Heart…