Thirty-Nine Degrees
I rarely take days off which is detrimental to my mental health so a week or so we schemed a Friday for golf.
Unfortunately we chose this past Friday. Instead of teeing off, I jumped in the car to grab a few things from the grocery store.
The windshield wipers were on full blast and the temp read 39.
Thirty-*****ng-nine-degrees on May 28th!
I got under a blanket and we watched a few hours of Modern Family as I answered work calls.
Wasn’t a whole lot better on Saturday.
And there’s not a whole lot anyone can do about it.
“It is what it is.” (Which is my least favorite saying).
But Memorial Day Weekend as a kid was my all-time holiday.
We always planted the garden on Memorial Day weekend.
Then it was on!
Beers and a campfire. Basketball games, cookouts.
A few more beers.
Can’t do that in 39-degree weather.
But I tried to salvage a little bit. June the 2 is coming up and I’ll be on the road…
…and I caught myself thinking of Uncle Jim…
…so, yeah, I grabbed a whole bunch of pork chops and I throughly enjoyed a couple…
…and then a couple more.
Yankees are back playing like their in spring training again…
…the sun isn’t shining…
…but man, the chops were good.
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