A Real Head Sweater . . .
After a nice, quiet morning of coffee and some of the delicious muffins that Jan and Gina baked last week, we headed out about 1 pm for an afternoon of errands and dinner.
Our first stop was the Sam’s Club pharmacy to pick up a new prescription for Jan. Her doctor had changed one of hers and sent it into the Sam’s near our house in Friendswood. Unfortunately they went ahead and filled it and called to say it was waiting for her . . . in Friendswood.
So I called the Friendswood Sam’s and had them unfill the prescription so it would show back up in the system, and then called the Las Cruces Sam’s and had it filled here.
Leaving Sam’s we called our friend’s Al & Adrienne in Tucson to let them know we’ll be there tomorrow night and set up a time to meet at Poco & Mom’s for dinner.
Then, because it had been more than 4 days, Jan was starting to suffer from Wal-Mart withdrawal, so that was our next stop. Hopefully she can hold out again until we’re in Yuma this coming Sunday.
Next up was a stop at Supercuts so Jan could get her hair cut. Then it was back to the rig to drop off our groceries and take it easy for a while.
Leaving the rig about 4 pm, we first drove over to a nearby Valero to check on fueling up with diesel tomorrow morning as we’re on our way to Tucson.
In the past, we’ve fueled up at the Bowlin’s Akela Flats store where we always stop on our way west, but I called this morning to check their diesel price since it didn’t show up in GasBuddy. And I’m glad I did.
Their diesel is $4.099, but I can get here in Las Cruces for about 3.839. Big difference when I’m taking on about 100 gallons.
Looks like I’ll have no problem getting in and out of the Valero and then we’ll hook up the toad at a vacant lot right down the block.
Next up was dinner at El Comedor, our other favorite restaurant here in Las Cruces, besides La Posta.
One of the things we both like about New Mexico Mex is their use of Green Chiles in their dishes, and El Comedor does it up right. Really hot, and really flavorful.
In fact we both agreed that we enjoyed our meal here tonight better than at La Posta last night. It just had more favor. And their salsa is really hot, hot enough that, along with their green chile sauce, really makes my bald head sweat. And my nose run. My indicators of a really good meal.
And the Tres Leches we split for dessert was really good, too.
On another note, my oil leak appears to be gone. I noticed I had a leak just after we got back to Houston in November, but since it seemed to be dripping down from the vicinity of the oil filter, I was hoping it was filter-related.
When the guy from RV Mobile Lube changed the filter out last month, he said it was wet around the filter, but he didn’t see any problem with the the seal, or the filter itself.
So I decided to cross my fingers and wait and see. So far I’ve checked every time we’ve parked , and no leak. But still keeping my fingers crossed.
Tomorrow we’ve got about 250 miles to Tucson for one night, hopefully staying at the Pima County Fairgrounds where we stayed last year.
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Thought for the Day:
Throughout history, poverty is the normal condition of man. Advances which permit this norm to be exceeded — here and there, now and then — are the work of an extremely small minority, frequently despised, often condemned, and almost always opposed by all right-thinking people. Whenever this tiny minority is kept from creating, or (as sometimes happens) is driven out of a society, the people then slip back into abject poverty.
This is known as “bad luck.” – Robert Heinlein
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