Cheeseburger in Paradise

I haven’t had a cheeseburger yet, but it is feeling like paradise today. I took Thursday and (most of) Friday off, and got most all my chores done around the house.

Last evening, while Lay was at work, our friends Mike and Jeff walked over with a gallon of Sangria. We ordered a pizza, and sat around playing cards and goofing off.

This morning, I went out on the deck and listened to my Saturday morning NPR lineup while writing a few things on the blog here. It was breezy but nice. What a great way to start the day. Now, I’m listening to some good ole Jimmy Buffet.

B. John

B. John Masters writes about democracy, moral responsibility, and everyday Stoicism at deep.mastersfamily.org. A lifelong United Methodist committed to social justice, he explores how faith, ethics, and civic life intersect—and how ordinary people can live out justice, mercy, and truth in public life. A records and information management expert, Masters has lived in the Piedmont,NC, Dayton, OH, Greensboro, NC and Tampa, FL, and is a proud Appalachian State Alum.