This weekend I attended six barbecues. These were no ordinary barbecues, mind you. They were those extra-special community-type barbecues where you must leave your vegetables at the door. Only carnivores and carbivores allowed!
It started Friday at noon, when the school where I teach held their community barbecue.
Friday at suppertime, our boys' school had theirs.
Saturday morning was #3's soccer wind-up game, followed by a noon barbecue. Saturday afternoon was #1's soccer wind-up, followed by an early afternoon barbecue.
A little later on Saturday was #1's birthday party at which we treated five 12- and 13-year-old boys to - you guessed it - a barbecue. (Ed. note: Mini-carrots were offered at this one. Of course, I was the only one who ate them.)
Sunday afternoon was #2's softball wind-up, followed by yet one more barbecue.
Really, by Sunday afternoon, even the boys couldn't look at a hamburger or a hotdog.
We all went home and treated ourselves to a homegrown lettuce salad with all the trimmings - and not a barbecued item in sight!
