January 8

Rob went on a bike ride. I did not. I ran errands instead, and boy am I glad I did not go. He may have gotten to see some beautiful scenery, but it rained on him. As I was leaving the grocery store, I felt the first drops of rain, and I was so happy I had not gone on that bike ride. About two minutes after he arrived home, it started to hail. He got lucky.
Made lasagne for dinner. Yummy.