Happy You're Not the Boss of Me Day!

We did our grilling on Saturday because it's been raining like a Ray Bradbury short story here since yesterday morning.

I told Bobbi I'd pick up some steaks from the Fresh Market, and when I got there, they had the special aged prime filets out next to the regular ones. They were 'spensive, but they were so beautifully marbled and, well, America doesn't turn 240 every day...
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