Oh what a wonderful commute today. It being Mother's Day, I opted to cook my Mom a steak instead of getting her a boring card or another knick-knack to collect dust. Not to mention, she loves a steak. My brother and his family came over as well. To be honest my brother did more of the grilling but he seemed to be enjoying himself. It was also his daughter's 15th birthday, so I imagine he might need a treat himself.

So back to the commute. I needed something to store the groceries for the ride and luckily I found a shopping basket (I promise I didn't steal it. It was something the ex-wife brought into the house/relationship... )and strapped it to the rack. I rode past the market I frequent to go to one with a better selection of steaks. It was only a couple of extra miles but the weather was so nice that I would have ridden a few more miles if better steaks were available.

With my basket full of goodies, I scoot on over to Mom's and begin preparing the food. We had a great time and I had nice long conversation with my nephew, which is a rare treat because he's a quiet one.

The ride home was slow from my fuel tank being full to capacity. With the basket still tied to the rack, I filled it up with some neglected computer parts and hauled them to a friend. Now I'm going to drink a beer with him and quit being so rude, hogging his computer and all.