The Things I do for Nick . . .
I got up at 7:15 so Jan and I could be at the local IHOP at 8am to talk to the General Manager about donating Gift Certificates to use as Gypsy Journal Rally door prizes.
He was kind enough to help us out, and Jan and I did have a delicious breakfast while we were there, but still . . .
Seven Fifteen ???
But not wanting to lose out on my beauty sleep (obviously I need all I can get), I went back to bed for a couple of hours after we got back to the rig.
Then about 1:30 Jan and I headed out on prize patrol again, this time east toward the Foothills area of town. We picked up a number of door prizes, along with several ‘Come back tomorrow and I’ll have something for you then”s.
Our last stop out in that area was at Chocolate Crafter’s just south of I-8 on Foothills Blvd. And strangely enough, it was the only place we visited that Jan wanted to come in with me.
They’ve moved around the corner into a new, larger location with even more great chocolatety things. My two favorites are the Kona Coffee Chocolate and the Chocolate Candied Orange Peels.
I think Jan’s favorite is pretty much everything. They were nice enough to give us four gift certificates, but we also bought $41 of chocolate stuff.
It would have been cheaper for me to have just bought four gift certificates and given them to Nick. Kind of like overnighting at Wal-Mart, thinking you’re saving money, but forgetting you’re going to spend 50 or 60 dollars while you’re there.
Think maybe that’s what they’ve got in mind?
Leaving Chocolate Crafter’s and seeing a small barbershop next door, I decided it was time for my semi-annual haircut. And this time I was going to get both of them cut.
Turns out my barber was an RV’er and will be leaving Yuma in a couple of weeks, along with most everyone else. He said pretty much all the snowbirds are gone by the middle of March, with the last of the stragglers gone by the end of the month. Said the place turns into a ghost town.
We got home about 4:30 and Mister and I sat outside for a while. He was watching for coyotes and I was watching the Marine Corps Harriers and Ospreys fly over.
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Even saw a hot air balloon off in the distance.
But Mister was completely bummed out that he still didn’t see any coyotes.
About 5:30 Nick and Terry, and Jan and I decided to try out a new (to us) Mexican place called Las Herraduras (The Horseshoes), and boy, was it good.
Nick had a Chicken Quesadilla, and Terry, Jan, and I had the Macho plate, with a homemade tamale, chile relleno, cheese enchilada, and a taco. The tamales were so homemade we had to wait a few minutes for the latest batch to be done.
But it was certainly worth the wait. Very flavorful and really delicious. We’ll go back before we leave.
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Thought for the Day:
"Oh, bother!" said Pooh, as he chambered his last round.
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