The Blondes vs. The Barbeque

You see this barbeque? It may not look that big in this picture, but I promise you it is a monster in real life and weighs a million pounds. For real.




(No it is not snowing here in Utah, this pic was taken last October. However I wouldn't be surprised if it was snowing in August, Utah sucks like that)


If you look closely, you can see the look of disdain on it's face.




It laughed at me & Lindee when it found out we were going to stuff it into the back of her explorer. But we were resolute and didn't allow the evil monster barbeque to intimidate us.


Although Lindee may have peed a little.


You may be wondering why we didn't just have the big brawny Albert pick it up with his pinkie and toss it in the back, but we wanted to prove to the world (and to ourselves) that "we don't need no big strong man" to save us from such laborious tasks. Well, and Albert wasn't home to help us.


But, as you can see, we did it.


All by ourselves.




We even used tools people! One of those wrench turny thingies and even a tape measurer.




We tore that monster apart before it knew what was coming. It cried and we laughed.





We pushed, we pulled, we let sweat drip into our eyes.


We got down right dirty.










It was the blondes vs. the barbeque and the blondes conquered!






Suck on that Big Al!