Couples shopping: the trip(s)
On Thursday afternoon, A and B planned a shopping trip for Saturday. On Friday, A and B planned to grill steaks Saturday, requiring the shopping trip to end mid-afternoon. Multi tasking/planning.
Well, Saturday requires feeding the office cat, buying cat food, retrieving mail, sampling snacks at the local grocery store's Thanksgiving promo, and so forth and so on...
A and B headed out, realized the purpose of travel, to return some ordered clothing, was goofed. We left the items behind. Ok. While driving 15 miles home, we thought of other stuff. We got the other stuff, did other tasks and shopping, headed to the destination of Thursday. 20 miles from home, A asked B where the box of returned clothing item was, and B said, "at home."
We excused ourselves for the 2 lapses for the lure of grilled steaks.
Anything to avoid that early onset dementia worry.
A and B have decided we are perfectly fine, our repeated forgetfulness was due to focusing on more important things than shopping. We went to a closer store and picked up some things we needed, felt good about ourselves.
The grilling went great, neighbor got dinner, ice cream cones coming up, and we hope our lapse of anything like memory was due to our love of relaxed days, and love for one another.
A sous cheffed, B grilled, A is about to serve dessert.
The Trumpster neighbor finally stopped shooting off his high powered rifle.
Comments
hoping...
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
I'm sure the lure of steaks on the grill
distracted A & B from remembering boring chores and such.
First things first you know.
bon appetit
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
An update:
We will not forget the return items because we put them in the vehicle last evening.
Another Trumpster is firing a gun repeatedly. Our shopping trip is in the heart of Kevin Brady Land. Might be interesting today.
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
High powered rifle
When you stop and consider that each round represents two bucks a wicked sense of satisfaction comes over you.
And you murmur under your breath; Stupid shithead.
Neither Russia nor China is our enemy.
Neither Iran nor Venezuela are threatening America.
Cuba is a dead horse, stop beating it.
4 neighbors
are wasting money, one loud pop at a time.
The shots are meant to show intimidation, readiness, and they all forget you can't find ammo anywhere. By the time they are called to arms, they will have to use their rifles for clubs.
I have more problems than forgetfulness, it seems...
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
Full auto a few months back
I always hear target practice going on. Occasionally just a shot or two, which makes me think maybe a snake was shot, maybe putting down a lame animal. Most of the time it's target practice that goes on for 30 minutes to an hour. However, a few months back I heard multiple bursts of full auto (aka "Rock n Roll") that continued, off and on, for a good few hours. I just shook my head and said to myself "rich people" . I guess it could have been someone who reloads their own brass, but who knows.
Frankly, I'd rather hear the target practice than the idiots who spend their time souping up their loud ass "vroom vrooms" and sharing that god forsaken racket at 10 pm. But, nobody ever asks what I'd rather have invading my peace and quiet. Sounds like we have the same sharing type of neighbors lol.
What good is a 2nd amendment
When the government can suddenly buy up all the ammo nationwide?
Stupid shitheads murmur- murmur -
Neither Russia nor China is our enemy.
Neither Iran nor Venezuela are threatening America.
Cuba is a dead horse, stop beating it.
I expect the kids and grand kids
to come to Grandpa's ranch on holidays, and play with target practice. I expect early morning shots during deer season.
This was to make a point, and hey, bastards, it was well taken, ok?
I get loud trucks coming by, the boom box crowd, but the guns of the last few days were signals. People do to me and mine what I would NEVER do to them.
Sheesh.
Stay well, chica!
Got a steak with your name on it!
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
It is deer season here...with plenty of gunfire
1st sighting in bam, bam, bam,...
then hunting early in the AM.
I don't begrudge harvesting meat...a part of the culture.
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
Heh, all well and good, but by whom?
https://www.universityofcalifornia.edu/news/women-were-early-big-game-hu...?
be well and have a good one.
That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
That reminds me of Queen Maeve
https://www.libraryireland.com/AncientLegendsSuperstitions/Queen-Maeve.php
Legend has it that Maeve is buried in a forty foot high stone cairn on the summit of Knocknarea in Sligo, buried upright, always defiantly facing her enemies to the north.
https://www.ireland-information.com/irish-mythology/maeve-irish-legend.html
We hiked to her grave where tradition has you carry up a rock to add to the mound. Legend has it she was buried standing up facing the north ready for another Nordic invasion. When we reached the top and added our rocks an old man told us he was glad we brought the rocks. He said the reason was to "keep her in the ground and safe from coming back".
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
ditto
n/t
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
enquiring minds want to know ...
what kind of steaks?
was there wine?
be well and have a good one
That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
A had a small strip
and B had a giant T-bone. Both were thick cut.
No wine. Beer and Crowne Royal.
We grill with mesquite, a combination of natural lump charcoal and natural smoking wood chunks. It is a brand called B & B, packaged in Weimar, Texas, about half way between Houston and San Antonio right on Interstate I-10. It produces tons of heat, smoke, and B watches meat like a hawk, and A digs through the meat bin to find just the right cut with just the right marbling. The winters are mild enough here so that it seldom gets too cold to fire up that grill.
A finished off the charcoals by grilling a summer squash.
Waste not, want not.
It gets dark early, so the day has to be planned around the grilling.
That's why we got so goofy and forgetful. It had absolutely nothing to with advancing age.
That's our story, and we are sticking to it.
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
We too live in grill year round country, though
we had a brief freak hailstorm today at 2:04 pm.
be well and have a good one
That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
Wow! Sucks!
On the other hand, ice/freeze is really good for the soil.
I love to grill vegetables, and just about all meat.
I posted the glamping cabin details for Thanksgiving in your essay. One of the must haves is a charcoal grill.
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981