There's nothing quite like afternoon drinking and watching football with KayGee (formerly known as The Social Worker ... people, if you don't like your blog nickname, I'm more than happy to take suggestions and change it) and the Prison Librarian. Blondie and her dog showed up around halftime, and quite frankly, I'm shocked she made it here that quickly.
We had brats from the farm, potato salad, chips/salsa/half-assed guacamole and an apple galette. We had some chocolate. We obsessed over our fantasy scores. And we had some drinks.
Last Sunday was awfully good, too. If I keep having these good Sundays, I may have to rethink my position on how much they suck.