The 3/4 Chili Adventure, Part II

Today was a bit of a hodgepodge, but it was a good day, regardless.  We woke and had a lovely breakfast with Dudley (who was cooking bacon by the time I got out of the shower.  I was lured downstairs by the siren song of sizzling bacon fat.  Mmmmm!).  While his missus was at church, he and Mr. Chili went to smack a few golf balls around while Punk and I generally lazed about.

Around noon or so, we packed up, said goodbye, and headed to the mall Mr. Chili had scoped out because its Sears had a Land’s End (and my sweetie is in love with the Land’s End men’s department).  Sadly, though, all their cool weather stuff had either sold or was put away; he couldn’t find a good sweater (which reminds me; we should go to OUR Sears to snag the sweater he hoped to buy today…).  We doodled around the mall for a bit and found an Old Navy which DID have some things he liked, so between that and a Charlotte Russe for Punk, we did okay in our shopping safari.

We had a yummy lunch at a Cheesecake Factory (because we don’t have one handy to Chez Chili; the nearest one is an hour away, which is both a terrible shame and a very, very good thing..) then he made our way to our apartment at National Harbor.   We checked in and walked around the neighborhood for a bit, taking in the last of a wine and food festival and enjoying the warm air.  Supper was our Cheesecake Factory leftovers while watching the Outlander episode Mr. Chili figured out how to stream on to the living room t.v. (because he’s brilliant that way).

Tomorrow, we head to DC for our first day of sightseeing!


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