A Day Off

Today was a day off, of sorts. Julie went and did some yoga, and then we both did the laundry. We walked up and down 4th avenue in Tucson, and we picked up some groceries for dinner. It was nice to cook some good food and just relax. As a matter of fact, when we were eating Chicken Parmigiana for breakfast, Julie remarked, "I don't understand how it's not weird that we're eating chicken parm for breakfast." I responded casually, "It's because we've been spending our days watching prostitutes turn tricks and smoke crack. Next to that, anything would seem normal." All-in-all, I think it's quite healthy for us to be having a day off. Tomorrow, we get to meet one of our contacts at his home and play horseshoes with him. I suppose it is the weekend, afterall.

Peace and Love,
Dan