That's ok - I'm a native Texan. Besides - it's for the beer, man!
Well, of course you know my reverence for beer, but life must have balance.
When I was in the Army, I learned that the right way to drink beer was to donate blood first. Not only did I have money for the beer, but I had less blood to dilute it!
In this case, a good cold beer after an afternoon of yard work would be like the nectar of the gods. A little sacrifice is often worthwhile for a powerful reward.