So Sunday morning, Susan comes up with this idea of going and picking up breakfast and then taking it to the lake to eat on picnic tables. Maybe the picnic idea from Saturday got stuck in her head, I dunno. Usually I either veto or abstain from these kinds of outings, not because I’m a stick in the mud but more because it always sounds like too much hassle for too little fun. Somehow she managed to talk me into going, and I have to say I had a really good time. I mean, we didn’t really do anything other than eat our breakfast on a cold stone picnic table, but it was kind of cool to just sit outside and enjoy the view for a bit. Plus I got my nature fix for the month.