Felt late.
Wasn’t.
Grabbed a biscuit from Burger King and hit the road.
Quiet and lonely day.
Dad waited for a work crew that never showed.
He called for an update, and Adam said the guys didn’t show up for work.
Suspect miscommunication and shifting blame as an excuse.
Late lunch Baconator with a surprise baked potato kicker.
Summer got home early and wanted to make dinner.
Strange rubber chickens, but ultimately decent meal.
Must be the marinade.
Muad’Dib needed a run and a bath.
Encountered a field of geese, but he was disinterested.
Had a creek bath.
Met a tiny black kid on a tiny kit bike that wanted to try the Onewheel.
Then he wanted to race.
All three of us took off.
Much fun.
Dirty good boy got a bath and came out a fluffy good boy.
Slushy mixer and chunes.
Bed.
Tequila Mocking Bird / I can’t stop drinking about you.