Observations at Bashas

What could you possibly need this for?
Why not just use real butter?

Baking Blind

My lemon tree seems so much happier after I pick fruit off of it. It stands up much straighter.

So yesterday I picked a bunch of lemons. I took some to Lynn to make into Lemoncello, and then I went into the kitchen with a few.

waiting for stiff peaks to form

I think my meringue could have been poofier, but overall I am satisfied with my first attempt at lemon meringue. Next time I will not cook the crust as long. The boys in the office ate it all, tho.

Observations at Fry's

Don't run into the big pole in the middle of the wine aisle.

Observations at CVS

Among the birthday cards, cards for your wife, your dad, and your grandmother, there is a small section labeled 'TROUBLED RELATIONSHIP'. I'm guessing if you should be shopping in that section you don't care that it's your partner's birthday.
In the pool toy section there is an inflatable tube with a 6-pack cooler built in. The picture on the box shows a smiling 6-year old with some bottles of water sticking out of the cooler area. I'm guessing that's really not their target market.

Back to the Grind

I was back in the office at exactly 7:00 Monday morning.

I wish I could have been drinking cerveza on the beach.

Or, watching March Madness from this sports bar.









Tonight after work the dogs were happy to go on a stroll around the neighborhood. As we past one house I could hear the tinkling of a water fountain from the courtyard beyond their gate. I glanced over & saw a small sign on their gate 'BEWARE KILLER FROGS'. I wonder if you can call Frogbusters for that?

Vacation

Tomorrow we head off. 2 nights on Isla Mujeres & then 7 days at the Westin Lagunamar Ocean Resort. That should be just a little relaxing. I have been packed since Tuesday. Fred looked at me and said, "You can't wait to get out of here", and it's true. And he has begun to mope... what will he do without me for 10 days? Most likely the same thing he was doing for the 45 years before I moved in....
Sorry I'm a bad blogger & haven't posted in nearly a month. But I promise you Facebook is not killing the blog. :-)
I plan on running my office March Madness pool via the internet while I'm gone. Can't wait for beach, booze, and basketball at 9am.

Image from Flickr user Domini Nair.

boxed in

There is a wonderful mailman here. He walks in shorts year round and wears a hat with the neighborhood's logo on it. (Yes, this neighborhood deemed itself cool enough for it's own apparel.) He has a pocketful of dog treats & a new corny joke everyday. However, when he goes on vacation the substitute carrier does not have dog treats, jokes, or even a faintly pleasant demeanor. She will not deliver mail here because of the dogs. We will not get mail for a week or so at a time, then when the regular guy comes back from vacation we receive all that mail rubber-banded together. And the dogs will receive a week's worth of treats.
And what if one day I need to run form the authorities? I don't want them to know where I live.
So, I got a PO Box today. This may be fun, going to the post office once a week to see what treasures lay in my new bronze box. The dark paneling & the smell of musty paper there remind me of a library. And you always have fun at a library, right?