Down in Garland is Beef House and Monday night is Taco Night. I can't tell you how good these are. They are not the average taco shell taco like everywhere else, but little corn bowls of beefy goodness. The Wifey and I try to make it down there every time we have the chance. This is a place where we are one of the regulars and the people know us and we know them. Can't get that feeling at a Chili's.
Not much for a Monday. I have gotten the ole drawing pad out to start drawing up the new raised beds and thinking about building new storage shelves for the garage. She saw me do this and has added a few honey projects. A new roof for the back porch awning and a few other suggestions. I can't say no to her. She looks at me fluttering those pretty eyes and reminds me who gave me the new tools for Christmas.
Off to find the tape measure and hide in the garage......