Today was another beautiful day, a perfect 10. When I got up, my husband informed me that he was going to take me to lunch at a new seafood restaurant not to far from hour home. I was elated. He was going to "tag" me with lunch.
We ordered gumbo, fried shrimp and catfish and it was delicious. When we finished, we headed home and my husband asked me if I would help him put his new grill together.
My first thought was: did I get bribed instead of "tagged."
At any rate, I helped him put the grill together and considered it a "tag" from me to him with intentions of asking him to smoke me some baby back ribs and Down Home Sausage--tomorrow.
The question of the day is who got "tagged" and who got bribed? It really doesn't matter as long as I get "tagged" tomorrow with smoked ribs and sausage.
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