Never sure.

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The burger was good.  It wasn't even on the edge of being bad.  Same with the chops.  Which sort of surprised, me, since the chicken drumsticks were not only bad, they were... terribly bad.  I can taste even a touch of bad.  Neither were even slightly off.  So... thankful.

The chops were so very thin, but offered a good bite to eat.  It's... been a while.  Still, it wasn't enough.  I got to frying the burger, in quarters.  I think there was between two and three pounds?  Closer to two?  As I was frying the last quarter, I added a can of beans.  Then, when that was finished, put that over a bed of cheddar, then added lettuce.  I made this one rather warm, spice wise.  Still, it was wonderful.

I often eat that whole pan, or used to do that.  No more.  I had a third of the pan, and that was enough.  More than enough.  Still, it tasted fantastic, delicious.  But... one smaller serving was plenty.  I'll put the rest up shortly.  So very happy that those were good.  A fatted coffee with it, and a glass of water shortly.

Then, in a bit, a shower.  I am pretty sure I can set up dishes after.  Laundry?  If possible.  But, I think so.  Day dreaming, but it isn't mine?  Now, her dreams, through my eyes, or else though?  I... can never be sure with that one.  Yes, she is... on my mind lately.  Not sure why, nor do I really care... why.  I don't think either of us had completely wrong thinking, or doing, nor right.  We did try.  We did... enjoy.  We still do?  I do.  And... we took our turns?  Maybe.  Later.