Saturday

What's nice about a three-day weekend is that I can treat Sunday like another Saturday except with church in the morning. The first Saturday can be something I do-over. And since this Saturday was such a nice day for both of us, I hope we can do it all over again tomorrow.

I slept in until 9:15 which was so amazing I almost jumped and screamed. You, however, were up at odd hours but not weary for having done it. I could hear the TV at various times during the night. You came back to bed at 9:30 just as I was getting up. That was okay because it gave me time to start my morning at my own pace. Stevie knows that if I sleep past a certain time, it means I am not going to work and there is a possibility I will take him for a walk. He got excited the second my feet hit the floor. I walked Stevie, I fed the jumbo dogs, I drank my coffee and ate my soft-boiled egg. It was a great start for me. You got up at 11:15, had a frozen lasagna and we went off to ride bikes. What a beautiful day it was, and with you on the electric bike, we could go for as long as I wanted. We rode for over 45 minutes. There was an R&B concert going on at the Ports O'Call and lots of people riding around the area. We didn't stop much and on our way back we stopped for sushi at Maki Yaki. You had a caterpillar roll; I didn't check to see if it had any raw fish in it.

We had our neighbor help unpack the awning that's been sitting in the driveway since September. It's in good shape, not mildewed or changed at all. It has so much plastic around it, it will be fine for a long time.

I cleaned, you rested. I showed you the pictures I had posted on FaceBook. I think the wetlands shots we took are beautiful. You are only a little tired, and we had a good, busy day together. Tomorrow we will replace the tarps we have over things and get ourselves ready for a stretch of storms.