Monthly Archives: February 2022
More Muffins . . .
As I said in last night’s blog, lunch today was at Gator’s Bar & Grill over in Dickinson once again. We usually try to eat here on the weekends since they have a bunch of Brunch Specials on the menu, though it seems we usually get our usual favorites. But we have on occasion gotten some of the specials and they’ve always been good.
Jan got one of her favorites, the Strawberry Walnut Salad with Grilled Chicken.
That’s a big dollop of Bleu Cheese in the middle.
it seems I’ve gotten stuck on Gator’s Baked Potato Soup with all the fixings.
Then for dessert, Jan tried Margie’s new Keto Biscuit, heated with butter. Jan said it was good, but more like a muffin than a biscuit.
Even though it had to be defrosted, my Keto Blueberry Muffin was as delicious as usual.
Heated with cold butter.
Leaving Gator’s, the next stop was at our store room so I could get a photo to show the movers.
I had to get a wide-angle shot to get it all in.
We started out here with a 5 x 5 climate-controlled unit, and then got a second one after we sold the house. Then we switch over to a 10 x 20 C-C one, which was cheaper than 2- 5 x 5’s. It’s obvious we didn’t need one this big, but at the time it was all they had in a larger one.
But I’m looking at a smaller one at the new location.
Our last stop was at the HEB for our meals next week.
Thought For The Day:
To the people in their twenties who think life sucks, life hasn’t even begun to suck for you yet.
Buckle up! It’s going to be a wild ride!
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Adult Supervision Needed . . .
Jan and I had lunch once again today at our favorite Pho Barr, starring with their Grilled Pork Spring Rolls.
Then Jan got her usual Grilled Chicken Vermicelli Bowl, with enough left over to take home for lunch on Monday.
I got my favorite Pho Ga, which means it has Chicken in it.
It’s actually hard to believe how much chicken is in this.
And once again, our regular waiter just shook his head when I asked about the progress on the Pho Barr down in our area.
Finishing up, our next stop was at the office to drop off a bunch of my Amazon boxes for us to use to ship out stuff. Our office manager says it seems that I’m the one that keeps them in boxes with all my Amazon orders.
I also picked my my battery-powered drill that I for a project here at home.
Probably the best drill I’ve ever owned.
Next it was on back down to our area for a WalMart run.
One thing I noticed is that while they weren’t real busy, they had 9 of the 12 checkout lanes open. But the last time we were there and they were very busy, they had only 4 lanes open. What’s up with that?
Then home after a nice day.
Tomorrow it’s Gator’s Bar & Grill and HEB, along with a quick stop at our storage room to get a photo of what we have in it so we can show the movers to get an estimate for moving us to a new storage location.
I mentioned earlier that our present place had jumped our rate for a 10 x 20 Climate-Controlled unit from $152/month to $232/month, an $80 jump, or over 52%. This after a $20 jump last year. And when I called them this past Thursday to confirm that the letter I received, the young lady immediately offered to drop the increase to $40. So maybe they’re getting some pushback on this.
I took it of course, since my next payment at the new amount comes due next Wednesday, the 23rd. But I’m still moving our stuff.
I just didn’t tell her that.
Thought For The Day:
Found on the Net. Some people shouldn’t be left alone without adult supervision.
I have a friend that flies for a small air charter service here in Alaska. While dropping off a couple at a remote cabin he asked if they had any “bear repellent” as this was brown bear country. My pilot friend gave them two cans of bear spray, a super-strong capsaicin-based defense spray. As he taxied to the end of the lake to take off, he looked back to see the now partially-clothed couple writhing in agony on the beach. Upon returning to the dock he discovered that they had used the bear spray in the manner of mosquito repellent! Soaking themselves with it to smell bad for the bears. I have it on good authority that there are times when a soak in a 37 degree Alaskan lake can feel real good!
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