Time with great friends you have known forever, pink skies, red wine, lingering too long in the backyard, and burgers in a Krispy Kreme makeshift bun are always cures for what ails you - thanks to Frank & Amanda for being the hosts with the mosts at their annual backyard barbecue.
Even when what ails you is a truly dirty turnover. Just nauseating. Including all that food and bev shoved behind a mattress on the top floor.
Those things were Saturday. Friday night I was at the shore solo with Billy. Sunday we hit the beach with Evan, Jenny, Griffin, and Quinn and I peaced out on the couch Sunday night to close out the weekend.
