Hello, Benjamin from Brother’s Campfire here!
Last night I picked my daughter Savannah up from the hospital as she decided to take a day with her mother.
We drove around a bit and talked about her day. She was a big hit at the hospital after singing and playing the piano for the patients and nurses.
I ordered an Americano. The man at the counter asked of I wanted cream or sugar and I laughed. I exclaimed, “I like my coffee tall, dark and bitter!”
The room was all of a sudden WOKE and every one stared. Oh well.
Today, Savannah went off with friends to go Christmas shopping.
Meanwhile, me and the 13 Year Veteran went shopping for clothing at Goodwill.
When we went to the fitting room to try some things on, we found that they are closed due to COVID. I just know it will spread through the fitting rooms like Omicron.
The good folk of Goodwill told me that there is a generous 14-day return policy and if the clothes did not fit I could return them. Weird, but ok.
Off to Walmart it was then. I was able to find one pair of dress pants his size and utilize a fitting room. Walmart doesn’t care about saving lives from OMICRON as much as Goodwill apparently.
I am used to my Beloved doing the shopping. There are a lot of changes. I found out from PetSmart and Petco that you are “required by law” to give your name,address, and phone number to purchase a feeder rat.
After finding nothing else noteworthy, we elected to eat some Chinese takeout. While we waited, we noticed a candy machine. In faint lettering it states, “25¢ A HANDFUL.”
We were not sure whose handful it would be so we kept our quarters.
We had ordered sweet and sour pork and paid 7 dollars more than what the menu said for some reason. I shrugged it off. Expecting something like this,
We recieved this. Frightful few of them.
I sampled one and they tasted like liver. Now, I like liver, but it isn’t what I ordered.
After returning, I was assured it was sweet and sour pork and sent on my way. I am no expert in such things, but was unable to eat too many of them. Even after losing my gall bladder I can stomach pretty much everything, but the life-preserving part of the brain forced me not to.
Perhaps they were reheats from the night before.
I am not going to trash a local family business that is struggling. It is Christmas time. I probably will put some distance between us for a while though.
We squandered 23 dollars. Afterward, the Thirteen Year Veteran made hot sauce, one of our favorites.
Well, that is my ramble for now. I will be seeing my Beloved tomorrow.