An Absence I Don't Miss

For the first time since Plutarch was lecturing in Omaha, we've had nothing to do over the weekend. No traveling. No family commitments. No yard work. No nothin'.

How we've passed our time:

We fought and we played; we laughed and we cried (not really on the latter).

Half Price. Breakfast with Chris at our favorite neighborhood diner. Cleaned the grill. Priced shotguns. Shopping at the mall and lunch at California Pizza Kitchen. Went to the driving range. Grilled kabobs.

I'm not used to weekends like this. If we're not chasing our tail around Texas somewhere, there's usually some family commitment or something.

I'm not sure I like it.