Good morning, world. Everyone up? Yes? Good. Happy fucking Saturday. Pod let us Shawshank sleep in; he came into bed for the daily morning snuggle. We cuddled for at least an hour before he started being a pain in the ass and climbing the wall.
Friday was fucking beautiful.
I spent some of the morning, then some of the afternoon outside spinning poi. Optimal outdoor spin time is a rarity. Unless I want to use the big balls, my poi are always battling the wind. But the last couple of days, and yesterday in particular, have been lovely. I started the day with a flowy outfit on, but the poi got stuck in the flowy stuff so I changed. Honestly, I probably would have changed anyway, as it was hot in the sun.
Shawshank came home in the late afternoon, and we killed the space until dinner complaining about shitty “Balatro” games. I’m trying to beat a game on the black stakes level, and I’m not having much luck right now.
We went out for dinner at the good restaurant in town for the first time in over a year. The fried chicken sandwich they make for me is divine. Sadly, I’m no longer able to put away the full plate of fries- not that I didn’t try.
Shawshank has the weekend off because it’s his birthday tomorrow. We’re going to make the drive out to Slightly BiggerTown for some shopping. The forecast says it will be a nice drive, and the smoke isn’t too bad for the moment.
