The Year of Babies, Brides, and BBQ
I have officially declared 2012 as the Year of Babies, Brides, and BBQ. There are at least four babies of close friends (okay
One Proud Wifey
Most anyone who has met my hubby, Andy, will describe him as a quiet individual who only speaks up when he has something intelligent or funny to say (and that's not bad!). But if you have met Andy, and known Andy, only in this past year, you may describe him differently. My husband has finally found his passion. A few people remarked to me this past weekend how much Andy speaks out at his BBQ competitions and how different he is and I've been pondering this over these past few days. No matter how much time and money this BBQ thing has taken up, it is worth it. It's worth the late night discussions on flavor profiles and the ever growing stack of Sam's Club and Restaurant Depot receipts. It's truly worth it because my husband has come alive. It overwhelms my heart to know how happy he is and to watch him proudly serve his BBQ goodness to the public . I'm overwhelmed at the friends he's gathered through this, the new friends, and the old. I'm overjoyed that Kellen, his best friend since first grade, shares this passion and that they get to spend so much more time
Crossing Borders
Just before November's trip to Utah I realized that since April, I have traveled out of California each month except for August. And as the year ends, top lists begin cropping up all over so here is my recount of my year outside of this lovely sunshine soaked state
Thanks from the BBQ Wife
Here I am waiting to leave for the boys' second BBQ competition. Thinking over everything that I am required to bring, just me and a change of clothes, while the boys rush around installing the license plate on the trailer and confirming the gallons of homemade BBQ sauce, rubs, and marinades. Oh and did I mention the 95 pounds of raw animal in our kitchen? This past Sunday the boys had their inaugural barbeque smoke-out on their new home built barbeque. And while for the entire day I was confined to the couch with the worst headache of my life, I managed to grab a few bites of beef. As I laid there I starting thinking over all the people that were in my house. It was a small gathering of family and friends, all the people that have given and supported these boys over the past 9 months. And I am thankful. I am thankful for my husband who found his passion and had the ambition to make his dreams come true. I have a hard time remembering why he is doing this sometimes. While it is fun, he hopes to one day cater full time and do this as a