It's been a pleasant Saturday. I did two (count 'em) short but worthy stints of work outdoors, just enough to squelch the guilt for not doing more.
Then I ate a free Popeye's chicken meal. And why was it free, I hear you asking? It was free because when Nathan was out he went through the drive-thru just to grab a fish sandwich for himself, and the girl handed him a bag with a large box of chicken in it. He pointed out the mistake and she got him the sandwich, and when he started to hand the box of chicken to her, she said "no, I can't take anything back, it's yours, enjoy". So we all enjoyed. Big box, too, at least a dozen pieces.