Went to the pub for our monthly pub meal treat – good as per the norm. They're changing the menu shortly, which is worrysome because they've already taken away something that I loved. I was dead on my feet from the previous crappy night's sleep and I ended up falling asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow, round 8:30. Got up 14 hours later, which felt really nice.
Saturday saw me doing the chunky chowder recipe, which was scrumdelicious, if a tad rich and hella costly. It contained freshly steamed mussels in white wine, crab meat, thick-cut bacon, king prawns and cream. Ooooh, baby. It's going to go in the category of luxury meals though, cause it cost about £20 just in ingredients… To work out some of the calories, I cut the grass at 8pm, which is now my preferred time to do it because the amount of livestock that I need to deal with is at its lowest and I'm not sweating like a pig while I'm doing it.
Today, Katy and I went to see Pirates of the Caribbean 2, which is ok but I only give it a 7/10. At places, it's trying too hard. As I'm writing this, our evening meal is roasting away so I should probably be going back to it.