Sunday, March 1, 2009

Please Butt Out

With absolutely nothing in the RV to eat this morning, we headed down to Ocala in the rain for breakfast and a visit to Sam's and Walmart. It was a perfect Waffle House breakfast - I had a pecan waffle (what else?) and an egg, bacon, cheese burrito (first time I tried it; not the last.) Mark opted for a waffle and scattered/chunked.

Our next stop was Sam's right next to the Waffle House. Since it was only 9:30, it wasn't crowded yet. Even though we were stuffed, we still opted to try all the freebie samples that were being given out. This Sam's makes chicken salad out of the leftover roasted chickens that they have left at the end of the day. This was a sample and the marketing ploy worked - we bought a container of the stuff. I wish our Sam's at home would do this.

The only aggravation in the store was this 70+ year old couple who tried to butt in front of us while we were trying to check out (because "we only have two items." The guy with the portable scanner was scanning us and the butt-in-liners tried to get in front. Needless to say they moved to a different line. I swear - I will NOT do this when I am old. This is not the first time this has happened to us. I don't think we look like pushovers, but we must.

Next was the trip to Walmart. I guess the rains kept everyone home because it was not crowded. I had my very lengthy list organized by location of merchandise, so we zoomed thru there in much too quickly. If you're going to spend $117 in Walmart, it should take longer than 10 minutes to do so. But alas, we now have food for the next week. Of course, upon returning home we realized we forgot a few items.

Since I haven't been posting too many pics because I just haven't taken any, I'm including one of the "treasures" my sister had hidden in our trailer.



I found this treasure hidden in the plates in the cabinet. It was taken in December 1991 at our house. This was a "gift" that Mark had made for Dennis. It involved a piece of pantyhose and some "hair". I just don't remember where we got the hair - a dog, the barber shop??? I had found this picture at home a year or so ago and mailed it to Pam with the "why?" on it. She hid it with the other note. Those were the days. (I'm sure mass quantities of alchohol were involved.

1 comment:

Pam said...

At least our mass quantities of alchohol in our younger years didn't involve the breaking of any foot bones(or any other bones for that matter)!

Dennis and I can't remember where that hair came from either.