I ate so much I needed a wheelbarrow to cart my bloated stomach around. Smoked turkey, asparagus with that hollandaise sauce, twice baked sweet potatoes with cave-aged cheddar and rosemary ham.... wine....
Yeah. Food coma. I managed to waddle my fat ass around the neighborhood taking the dogs for a walk, then I collapsed my my chair with a cigar and two fingers of scotch. The, I slept in until around 9 this morning, curled up with the Ragin' Mrs in bed.
If it weren't for the fact that I need a new pair of running shoes, I wouldn't leave the house today. Howzabout alla yous?
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