It's funny how we forget... Saturday morning we wondered what the weather would be. Normally I'd just check the forecast using my cell phone. Part way through the afternoon - hours later - I had a brilliant idea. "Hey, why don't we turn the radio on and listen for the forecast..." That's a duh moment.
We fired up the table on the Palace deck for the first time. The evening was cool enough for pleasure of the heat, and the full moon peeking through the clouds of our southern sky was a treat.
I've been a good boy, more or less, so treated myself Saturday night to barbequed tenderloin and baby potatoes served in a cast iron sizzler. That was pretty special. I'm either going to behave myself again soon so I can do it another time, or just cheat and do it anyway.