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A nice little Sunday (minus the Bed Bath & Beyond)

Porch & I slept in and after a fantastic breakfast of omelets and bacon with coffee, we headed to Home Depot in the South Loop with a short list that included a light bulb & a planter for the seeds that had been growing in Ziplock bags on the patio door. 



Clarification:  he doesn't like that they're not actually terra cotta but are the same color and are pretending to be the real thing.  I personally don't like the texture of the real thing, but whatever.

We got the light bulb.  And two planters, three plants (tomato, orange bell, and banana pepper), a giant bag of soil, and plant food (mostly for Barnabe). 



We stopped at Walgreen's on the way home to refill our propane tank so we can be ready for the season.  We typically have to refill the tank once a year, in April.  Last year it was $19.99 for the refill, so that's what I expected today.  We pulled up and I was greeted with a sign that said $24.99.  Ugh.  I went inside and paid & was pleasantly surprised to find that I was still only charged $19.99!  Huzzah!  Winner!  


 We got home and got busy planting and such.  It was when we returned that we realized we needed a drink to refresh us on such a warm day!  We took a nice walk to Dominick's and grabbed some Vodka & lemonade... takes me back to my days on Elm Street & made me want to play bags real bad!  At least we had sweet cups!



Ryan made an amazing dinner!  Bacon-wrapped pork chops with grilled peppers (red, orange, and yellow -- Porch does not eat green) and cheesy noodles.  Yum!  We're both now in food comas enjoying the warm weather, watching the clouds roll in.  There's a tornado watch for us until 1am... never a dull moment!

After dinner drink

 It was an amazing day & we're looking forward to our next adventure... not sure what it will be, but you better believe we're ready for the 12-pack race @ Dozer & Amanda's to celebrate their April birthdays and the awesomeness of friendship!  Just imagine the pictures that will come from that event.  Eesh.


Wonder what next weekend's adventure will be!!


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