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When I returned home, Evie was beginning to work on weeding and edging the front yard as well as the privets. I was feeling less than peppy so I had lunch, the leftover over chicken tikka masala with yogurt, and watched another FAUDA episode. I finished my Virgil Flowers and returned to my Winston Churchhill book although I am not into it. I did nap and woke feeling a bit better so I went out and helped Evie in the yard, then did some watering until we were both pooped and sat on the front porch, admiring our yard.
I suggested passing on making dinner and I would drive to Greenhurst and pick up our dinner, Steener's steak special with fries. Evie was amenable, so we poured ourselves a glass of wine, listened to Nimrod talk about hydroxychloroquine until it was 6:15 went I drove off to get our dinners.
The special was a mistake because neither of our steaks was tasty nor tender, both overcooked and tough. This may be the last time for steak night. We watched our usual list of shows, Colbert, then finishing up The Last Dance, alas, one of the best sports documentaries I have ever seen which made Michael Jordan out to be the GOAT. We finished up Dead To Me as well which ended with another surprise, setting up for another season. We then watched Cheers to end the night.
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