Howdy, y'all. Once again we met for a festive Girls' Night Out ( trademark) at the Cracker Barrel where they have a whopping 60% off all their hard to get rid of winter stock, including ALL Purdue garb. Of course, we went right for the grub, like always. Cis, with her comfortable meatloaf- freshly cut from the middle of the loaf. The kitchen knows better than to try giving her the dry end nub as you all know. Ever since she threw the last one at the escaping cook's Buick Wagon and shattered the back window, they even bake a fresh one at 4 o'clock on the 4th Thursday of every month to be served fresh in the 5 oclock feedbag. Char, feeling still a bit embarrased by her residual Tourette-like clucking and crowing, stayed at home and ate carryout breadsticks ( no cheese and spices) from the Pizza Hut. A faithful soul, she remains a regular customer there even though they had earlier been shut down for 2 weeks by the Health Department. She showed up one day at lunch and there was a sign on the door posted by the owner that said " Temporarily Closed Due to Sam and Ella." She thought they just took a vacation to the relatives in Cincinnatti. There were rumors flying around town about there being a kitchen- goober problem but she chalked it up to hearsay.
Anyhoo, Pip ordered the beef stew and corn bread and had skarfed it down before the last of us was served, which was quite rude, I thought. That was quite a change because since she was off the cough syrup she had a renewed interest in food. Honestly I hope she gets a renewed interest in buying larger clothes SOON.
Peg, I'm glad to say, was walking the straight and narrow, (right now anyway).
As far as we can tell she's been staying away from that wild "Tastee Freeze" crowd and going to church every Wednesday and Sunday. As far as the wacky tobacky, my hunch so far appears to be wrong. She totaled her Rambler, which devastated her pretty much. Due to immediate lack of funds, she attached a lawnmower engine ( Briggs and Stratton, of course,) to a bicycle and had quite a dandy mode of transportation. Not much to look at, but gets 230 miles to the gallon. Who knows, it might catch on.
Barb, still with oozing bunions, was quite jovial. She even decided to order off the breakfast menu as a special treat. She ordered the Belgian Waffle with sawdust gravy on it with whipped cream and two cherries. She asked for chocolate syrup to be served on the side. She had always been pretty finicky about her food, but swears that since she started taking saw palmetto, she is having weird cravings. She mentioned one of them was lite beer and chocolate tootsie pops. She said she stirs the beer with the pop until the pop is down to the chewy tootsie roll center. Then she sips the chocolate beer while eating the chewy center. Frankly, I don't see it myself. To each his own, I guess.
I asked her why she was so jocular tonight. She told me she had gotten her cataracts removed and could finally see good. I told her how happy I was for her. She said that there WAS a down side to the whole thing, though. I couldn't imagine what it could be. She mentioned that it made her see how many age spots and wrinkles she really has. Well, she is age 72 ( but doesn't look a day over 71). What does she want, anyway?
Anyhoo, Pip ordered the beef stew and corn bread and had skarfed it down before the last of us was served, which was quite rude, I thought. That was quite a change because since she was off the cough syrup she had a renewed interest in food. Honestly I hope she gets a renewed interest in buying larger clothes SOON.
Peg, I'm glad to say, was walking the straight and narrow, (right now anyway).
As far as we can tell she's been staying away from that wild "Tastee Freeze" crowd and going to church every Wednesday and Sunday. As far as the wacky tobacky, my hunch so far appears to be wrong. She totaled her Rambler, which devastated her pretty much. Due to immediate lack of funds, she attached a lawnmower engine ( Briggs and Stratton, of course,) to a bicycle and had quite a dandy mode of transportation. Not much to look at, but gets 230 miles to the gallon. Who knows, it might catch on.
Barb, still with oozing bunions, was quite jovial. She even decided to order off the breakfast menu as a special treat. She ordered the Belgian Waffle with sawdust gravy on it with whipped cream and two cherries. She asked for chocolate syrup to be served on the side. She had always been pretty finicky about her food, but swears that since she started taking saw palmetto, she is having weird cravings. She mentioned one of them was lite beer and chocolate tootsie pops. She said she stirs the beer with the pop until the pop is down to the chewy tootsie roll center. Then she sips the chocolate beer while eating the chewy center. Frankly, I don't see it myself. To each his own, I guess.
I asked her why she was so jocular tonight. She told me she had gotten her cataracts removed and could finally see good. I told her how happy I was for her. She said that there WAS a down side to the whole thing, though. I couldn't imagine what it could be. She mentioned that it made her see how many age spots and wrinkles she really has. Well, she is age 72 ( but doesn't look a day over 71). What does she want, anyway?
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