Like yesterday, but without the bbq

We took our books to the park, stopping along the way at Subway. For real. I got a six-inch, but John got the five. Five dollar. Five dollar foot-long.

If you don't know what I'm going on about, consider yourself blessed.

So we spread out the Neat Sheet, which by the way is the best $8.99 I ever spent at Duane Reade, and had ourselves a picnic.

Then we reclined with our respective books.

And I fell asleep.

I woke up when the sun went behind a cloud and it got cold.

Then we went home.