1. It was a good day. I hiked. I ate an Olive Garden salad and breadsticks. I got groceries. I took a nap. I got another walk. All in all, a really lovely day. It was going truly famously until Winnie bit the piss out of my finger (I think she just got me at a good angle) over some romaine lettuce that had bacon grease on it. I’m less than pleased. Just keeping it real over here.