Update From The Compound

A few days ago when we had our regularly scheduled afternoon monsoon, the Old Man noticed water dripping down from a corner of the gutter by the fireplace.  I texted Neighbor Nick and asked him if he could come check it out when the weather cleared up and when he had time.  He came over yesterday morning with his ladder and fixed a sagging part of the gutter. He also went around the whole house and cleared out all of the downspouts.  I will say this again - we have been blessed with great neighbors. 

Flashback Friday

 Way back in the day, Friday nights meant I could watch the Dukes of Hazzard and then Dallas. It was a highlight of the week.  It meant Saturday was the next day, and that meant watching Buggs Bunny et al cartoons for a couple of hours.

That's about all I got today. 

Garden Update

 This morning when I went out to water the Large Marge Memorial Garden, I counted 9 golf ball sized tomatoes on my biggest tomato plant.  You can't imagine how happy that makes me.

Stay tuned. 

Garden Update

 

I am beyond happy to share a picture of my first harvest from the Large Marge Memorial Garden.  Yesterday morning, I picked a mini cucumber. It was about four inches long, and as I was peeling it and slicing it for the Old Man's supper, I'm here to tell you it smelled wonderful.  I'm not a cucumber fan unless it is shredded in Benedictine or in dill pickle form, but the Old Man loves them and said it tasted great.

Stay tuned.

I'm Calling B.S.

 For the third time in a month and a half, I intended to stop at McDonalds for chocolate shakes for me and the Old Man for our noon-time treat.  And for three times, I had to go up a block to Burger King to get our shakes because McDonald's ice cream machine was "not working."  I've read a lot of reports over the past few years about McDonalds ice cream machine being down.  I'm calling B.S. on that.  If they took the time to clean it, or have corporate come and repair it, their customers would be happy with shakes, cones, and their much advertised McFlurry.  

Nuff said. 

Something You Don't See Everyday

 I went through the drive-thru at the corner liquor store yesterday to get my Powerball tickets, and as I drove off, something caught my eye.  At the end of the drive-thru at the back corner of the store is a big garbage can.  It's usually full of empty beer cans, liquor bottles and fast food bags.  Yesterday, the big garbage can had two empty Blue Bell half-gallon ice cream cartons.  There are no words. 

Flashback Friday

 

Back in the late 60s through the 70s, there was a very cool hamburger place here on Dixie Highway called the Red Barn.  Use your imagination and you will be able to see the reason for the name.  But I digress.  It was a typical fast food joint, with tables for dining in. It was my favorite burger place to go because they had something "new" - a toppings bar.  The toppings were nothing out of the ordinary - pickles, onions, ketchup, mustard and mayo.  But you could put as much on your burger as you wanted.  

Our neighbor Alice, aka Muggs, would take me there on Fridays.  Friday morning was her weekly trip to the beauty parlor and I would go with her. Afterward, we'd go about five minutes away to the Red Barn for lunch.  Good times.