Clint and I went to pick up a few things, some of them heavy.
I'm planning on watching both before I go see the third one at the theatre.
Supper was an extravagant affair. Drew finally came home from spending a good portion of this week at his dad's. And Clint was not in a rush to get back to Abby.
So we BBQ'ed both steak and salmon. And talked about hover boards and the space program. (Clint observed that the "space race" from years past was really only a high jump contest - to see who could get up the highest ... no one really did anything out there, they just came back.)