It was the first grilling of the season at Mama and Papa Swede's yesterday. Sure, there was a nip in the air, but the sun was shining, the daffodils were in bloom and the pork chops were marinated to perfection. We're finally moving next weekend and since we'll have a yard at the new place I expect I'll be seeing the sight of my dreamy husband with a beer in his hand and flipping meat over an open fire much more in the coming months. And that's just fine by me.
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