Drove into Springfield today to buy Jen a new Lesbaru... uh, I mean Subaru. She's been without her own car since February, so it was time. Dreading a day at a car dealership, we soothed ourselves with breakfast at Cracker Barrel (if only they served mimosas.....) before heading into the 8th level of hell. Overall, it wasn't a bad experience. Jen knew exactly the car she wanted, and our bank negotiates a deal ahead of time with the dealer, so there was no haggling. Even so, it took 3 hours of talking to car salesmen, bank people, and insurance people to make it happen. We pick it up tomorrow (which will undoubtedly entail talking to more car salesmen)
After that harrowing experience, we were very thirsty, so we made our way to Springfield Brewing, one of 3 breweries in town (but the only one open on a Monday). Beer was good, not great, and food was edible. 3 out of 5 stars.
Rest of the afternoon was stupid stuff like laundry and playing endless games of fetch with the pups.
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