Atomictumor

I didn’t have the sense to take any pictures, but hanging out at the farm is nice.  We went out and bought a tonne of beer for tomorrow (yes, it was a metric tonne), hamburger meat, lovely shoes for GAC, and sundries.  Then we cleaned out the spot for the post nuptual nuptuals, brought up all sorts of tables and chairs, and drank some of the beer.  Then we played soccer in the breezeway. 

Good stuff.

It makes me happy to be out of the rat race, and down in something like this, and I wish you all could enjoy a like feeling.  Or not.  Just whatever you’re into.

Also, I promise, we’ll have some real ‘tumoristic kinda posts next week.  Honest.