Two things attributed to my demise... 1.) the food tasted so good, I could not stop eating and 2.) the beer was even better. I drank two glasses before the food even got to the table and by the time my fish sliders arrived, I was so merry I was just popping food in my mouth left and right.
When we got home I was so full I thought I was going to barf. I laid down on the bed, shoes n all and fell asleep. I think I fell into a diabetic comma. That and too much Yuengling. I felt better when I heard T.$ suffered the same affliction. =)
Today's picture is of dessert, fried oreos.