Blog Five: Meh

Pretty quiet Easter Sunday; as nothing was open and no good movies are out there was little we could do. Mrs. RickJay has already commenced working on the back yard, with grand plans of garden expansion.

We met Bridget Jones for lunch, which proved more difficult that we'd planned as even some restaurants were closed. We settled on Turtle Jack's, which is, as near as I can tell, the same restaurant as Kelsey's, Jack Astor's, Crabby Joe's, and any number of other restaurant chains; all laid out the same, all selling more or less the same crap for more or less the same inflated prices.

This week, I drive to Connecticut. Yeah, it's about a seven hour haul. Woooo.