Oh, I dunno. Prolly hot dogs. Big shock there. Tomorrow is going to be a FRANTIC day. The pressure washer people come on Monday, so I have to disassemble (NO DISASSEMBLE...#5 ALIVE!) the Secret Feral Shelter, bring it in, scrub it down, take the bedding to the laundry room, move the outside furniture in, AND I have a doctor's appt on Monday, as well, so wash hair, shave hairy bits. I'm thinking hot dogs tomorrow, as well. I'll be too tired to manage much else.