One of my neighbors went early for a round of golf. (It’s pretty much an excuse to drink before 10 in the morning.) Another of my neighbors takes a ride on his Harley. Others must sleep in. I walked the dogs around the block about 7 today, and one other dog-walker was spied. She was not in a “helloing” mood. Pity.
It was otherwise a typical Sunday. Church in the morning. Lunch for two courtesy of a birthday restaurant gift card at Olive Garden. Husband took advantage of a postponed nap from yesterday to go toes up for a couple hours. The Missus spent an afternoon and evening spent mixing ingredients, melting chocolate and rolling peanut butter chocolate balls; followed by an evening with Miss Clairol.
And I spent a couple hours streaming the 1993 X-Files series, from the couch. “The Truth is Out There”. I was a bit of a slug today. But I did go get dog food and put my car through the car wash. I reached down a food processor from a high closet shelf. And we had an after supper cocktail. I think I did my part swimmingly.
It's a Dog's Life 