Weekends don’t start like weekdays. So here it is almost 10am and I haven’t stepped outside.

Breakfast is cooked but I stopped to post a quick note before we get busy with our weekly grocery run. In more normal times this would be a Busy Bee breakfast… even if it meant a pickup order. But… the last time I picked up my order, no one was masked. Not the customers, not the servers, not even the kitchen help.at Their disregard for my health doesn’t make me feel real happy…

Well, I’m going to stop and eat… later