No.More.Meat.

No, I'm not going vegetarian. But maybe just for today. Last night we ditched Koz's to spend some time just the 2 of us. We went to Sabor, a Brazilian Churrascaria. For those unfamiliar with the concept, you have a 2-sided coin. When on green, men come around with meat on spits, carving it off onto your plate. When it's on red, they don't come. Well, they came, and came, and came. Then we rested. Then they came, and came, and came. And we rested. And then Beerman had them come once more. Ugh. Beerman has just asked me if it's possible to have meat poisoning. Or if there's a place to go to detox. Oh my God. We were so meat overloaded, we couldn't bear going out to do anything after. Considering C-man was clingy and sad when we left, it was okay going back. He had been sad for quite a bit of the night. :-( He's been going through a separation anxiety phase again.