You take what you get

I said it before and I'll say it again, I wish we had a patio, a backyard you could hang out in, a front porch... something like that, for summer hang outs.
But we don't.
Still, last night we sat out on the front steps, with a friend and a neighbor, on a collection of lawn chairs, real chairs and fold up chairs, and sipped wine flips as the sun sunk behind the trains.
And it felt like a slightly greyer and grittier version of the patio summer evenings of my dreams.
Good times still, though.
Since D got per diem for all of yesterday, we ate out for both lunch and dinner.
Wouldn't want to waste a free meal now would we?