Note To Self

Never ever ever again go grocery shopping at Winco during the week before Thanksgiving. Just DO NOT DO IT.

I had kind of forgotten that it is the week before Thanksgiving, mainly because I really don't care all that much about Thanksgiving and am not planning on cooking turkey or anything crazy like that. I just needed a few things so that I could fix myself a halfway healthy dinner last night while Keith was at work. Just some chicken and bread for him and milk and a few vegetables was all I needed. So, off to Winco and while the parking lot looked a little fuller than usual, I didn't think too much about it because midday at Winco is always busy. I'm usually a fairly patient person, but after a while was tempted to start playing bumper cars with the multitudes of carts that seemed to be blocking every aisle. Every checkout was open, so I didn't have to wait too long, and apparently the man in front of me in line was as clueless as me about what week it was since he asked the checker if it was always this busy on a Monday in Winco. Well, DUH, it's Thanksgiving week, folks!

Anyway, our plan is to ignore the holiday, Keith may actually get the day off since the yard decided not to run some of the normal jobs that day, but since he is on the extra board if they need someone he will get called. We were thinking about going out to eat, but we'll see how the day unfolds. He's worked the last 5 days in a row and just went in for his 6th, so by Thursday he may just want to lay around the house and rest up. He is starting to feel better now that his meds have kicked in on his sinus infection but he still seems to just want to sleep most of the time.

Our rain last week was really something for these parts, downtown actually saw some flooding, partly from leaves and such that clogged up the drains, but mainly because some crackheads and/or tweaker methheads stole the copper wiring from inside one of the storm drain pumps and nobody knew about it until the pumps didn't work during the storm and the downtown streets turned into rivers.

Speaking of crackheads and tweakers, when we were helping Joe moved we all stopped at his favorite gas station/convenience store, where any size fountain drink is only 89c even the huge bucket o' soda size, and as we were walking up to the store a girl was asking everyone if they could spare some change. I just ignored her and commented on her to Joe, who said that she is always there, it's her job. Ha!

And, here is Mimi sitting in something rather than on something this time. I had my box of paper opened up on the bed and hey! a box! and paper! Yay! I must sit in it!

Coffee

I love my coffee first thing in the morning. Sometimes it's the only reason to get out of bed as far as I'm concerned. So, yesterday while shopping at Winco we decided to try one of the 'gourmet' flavored coffees that come in the big bins of coffee beans that you grind yourself in their handy dandy grinder. Cinnamon Bun flavored coffee. Doesn't that sound good? So, I fill up a bag with the beans and go to put them in the grinder which is not empty and ready for my beans but full, and I mean FULL of coffee beans already. So, I have to grind up all of those beans and then just leave a bag full of ground coffee sitting there by the grinder so that I can grind up my beans. But Cinnamon Bun coffee sounds so delicious that it's totally worth the inconvenience of standing there an extra minute or so grinding up somebody else's beans so that I can grind mine, right?

WRONG.

Worst tasting coffee ever. So bad that after tasting it and trying to drink a cup, into the sink the rest of the coffee in the pot went and into the trash the bag of freshly and inconveniently ground cinnamon bun flavored coffee went.

But, we did have one of the most healthy looking shopping carts in the checkout lines yesterday. Which, by the way, were almost a pleasure to go through. They were prepared for a busy shopping day at Winco, what with Thanksgiving this week and it being a Sunday and everybody doing their shopping after they get out of church, and they had every single checkout open with lights shining like beacons in the night. Step right up, no waiting, and you're on your way out the door. Anyway, our cart was almost disgustingly healthy, lettuce and tomatoes and chicken and cheese and vegetables, no packaged food and certainly nothing good like cookies or chips. I decided that we'd just do a lot of salads for dinner, easy, no real cooking involved, and you can put just about anything on a salad. And in between the salads, some chicken and vegetables or whatever. I tell you what, if I didn't get so stinking hungry, I'd just quit eating, it's getting that boring. And sometimes quite constipating, what with cheese being a major food group these days.

Speaking of grocery shopping, I thought that maybe I should start stockpiling freezable and canned stuff for the possible lean times ahead if Keith gets the railroad job. I figured I'd buy two of everything each time I shop and have special lean times shelves in the freezer and pantry, then when we are totally broke all we'd need to buy would be lettuce for our salads. Good idea, no?

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