Well, Yes, Wimpy. I'd Gladly Pay You Tuesday for a Cheeseburger on Monday Because It Was National Cheeseburger Day Yesterday

I got my cheeseburger on National Cheeseburger Day and I'm congratulating myself for having the foresight to get ingredients for a Monday dinner after a long day of meetings followed by meetings, followed by meetings.

Delicious, but heavy not he tummy. I've learned it's the pickles that make all the difference. Yes, I know the weather has us thinking about chili and spaghetti, but I'm still in summer BBQ mode (even with all the rain). 

Tonight it is S.E. Hinton's The Outsiders and I look forward to gathering with my YA crew to explore our first classic together. Phew. Mondays are something. Shoot, every day is something.

Ah, but this weather simply beckons sleep, blankets, and more sleep (and now for the battle not to turn on the heat until November). Here's to the rest of the week. I have not had the intelligence to plan the rest of my meals for the week, but I did get my Monday one. Tonight, I'll be lucky to eat Triscuits or a PBJ. We shall see.