Bakers Dozen c/o KB via ej.
- after a management conference, my weekend gets an early start with a 1/2 vacation day. shweet!
- spend too much time with a disgruntled county employee, but still manage to get in my weapons license application. yes, I did say Weapons. License. Application.
- my realtor & I walk my Dirt...
- update on the Dirt:: I have woods y'all! Not a whole forest, only about 10 feet of trees, but it's mine!
- Off to a beautiful sunny start, Hammy & I hang out at his favorite park...buy ice cream...then pick up The Chaos...
- And head to the drive in to see Madagascar (I'd give this a C+) and Crash (definitely an A-).
- End the day with plans on attending the Jazz Festival at Piedmont park Sunday, and....
- ...it RAINS...
- ...and it Rains...
- ...and it keeps ON RAINING!
- It occurs to me that it rains EVERY YEAR on the Jazz Fest. Hammy & I hibernate like bears.
- Frustrated & driven to napping by the rain, we finally head over to Daddy D'z for some Ribs (since I was far too lazy to actually fire up my own grill). I snatch up the last 1/2 slab (Yes!), and Hammy & I finish off the long-weekend in a sticky, sauce-induced stupor. Oh yeah, those ribs were apparently laced with the Itis.
So, um...yeah...I 'spose having leftover ribs for breakfast would be bad, right? Very, very...very...bad... <sneakin into the kitchen to eat leftovers>
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