Home of the Acceptable Burger

I slept in way later than I wanted to this morning. Summer went home and took Autumn to the gym while I cleaned up. When she got back, we went to Lowe’s to pick up a window screen replacement kit, and then Walmart to get some food for the girls’ lunch, as well as some burgers for dinner.

We dropped Autumn and the groceries off at their house, and then Summer and I went to her parents’ house to fix the screen. It was only one window that we did, and the screen material was an unmatching black, but that didn’t seem to bother anybody. As we were heading back to the driveway after fetching the screen from the back yard, I found the tiniest baby snake that I had ever seen. I thought it was a really thin earthworm, but then noticed how fast it was moving. For the rest of the night, I wished I had scooped it up to try and keep it for a pet, but that probably wouldn’t have worked out great. It was barely big enough to fit ants in its mouth.

I had to kneel in the driveway to fix the screen, but after pouring sweat for a while, we got it done. I got an obligatory hug, and then we headed back to the house to start grilling burgers. We just picked up some really cheap, boxed, frozen patties, and I threw them on the grill with some salt and pepper. They were small enough that I thought I’d make everyone a double, and they turned out pretty good. The frozen Rally’s fries really helped sell the meal though.

Eaddie was mostly absent all evening, but Autumn did some homework with us at the table. Summer wanted to give her phone back with some limitations, but that would have taken me all night to sort out after Autumn had repeatedly reset her accounts to access things behind our backs. I was frustrated to the point that I just didn’t want to deal with it any more, since we weren’t going to take any of those breaches of trust seriously anyway. I was ready to wash my hands of it.

Eaddie was the first one to bed. Summer and Autumn followed. I had a bit of a belly ache after those greasy burgers, but I made it to bed eventually. Waking up less than 12 hours earlier certainly didn’t help.

Anyway, like I was sayin’, shrimp is the fruit of the sea.

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