Cabin Fever . . .
Jan and I headed out to breakfast at Bob Evans this morning about 10:30. It was either that, or take her down with a tranquilizer dart. And Mister too.
Both of them are getting severe cabin fever stuck here in this EconoLodge motel room. As far as me, I have my laptop, my Kindle, and my phone, so I’m fine.
But our breakfast was good. In fact we’ve never had a bad meal at Bob Evans, even when Nick steals my cappuccino.
About the time Jan was bouncing off the walls again, Nick called a little after 2, and we all headed over to Mishawaka for some shopping, finally ending up at Golden Corral for dinner about 5pm.
This is our third visit there and every one has been great. We’re going to miss it when we leave the area.
On the Landon front, he has his own version of the shish kabob. His is made from marshmallows and strawberries. Actually it looks pretty good.
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Chris sent over a better photo of his new Yamaha 1900 bike. He and a bunch of other retired firefighters are planning a trip out west later this year, and he’s really looking forward to it.
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Tomorrow morning we’ll have the continental breakfast here at the motel, then I’ll head down to Coach Supply around 8amto see how things are going to work out with our windshield gasket. I’m also going to call American Coach down in Decatur, IN to confirm that they do have a gasket in stock and how much it is.
I want something decided by 11 or so, in case we need a gasket from American Coach. Either way, I’m afraid we’re probably looking at another night here in Cabin Fever hell.
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Thought for the Day:
I’d rather be a failure at something I love than a success at something I hate. – George Burns
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