The thing about WordPress is you can change your theme really easily and I’ve been flippin ‘n flopping around for days. I also made a blog for photos and you can access that on the menu bar above. I expect, as time passes, I will change themes again, mostly because a) I can and b) I get bored easily, which is why I’ve never spent a lot of money on furniture or “home decor” – a year, two and I’m ready for something else. (And no, I have never, I do not now, and I never will – have a throw pillow.)
Today has been the first day, in what seems weeks, that it isn’t raining, or dank, dreary or humid or all 4 at the same time (wait – all 4 are pretty a package, aren’t they?) I needed eggs and grapes and didn’t want to walk all the way to Harris Teeter, besides I didn’t want to buy eggs at Harris Teeter. For some reason eggs at HT are so expensive I often expect to open the carton and find it filled with golden eggs.
I bought a carton of jumbo (yup, jumbo eggs) for $1.99 at the little market up the street (only 1/2 a mile away, give or take, depending on which route I take). Grapes were the same price there as at HT – why the hell are grapes so expensive? (Or maybe they’re not and I just have a warped sense of what things should cost.) Now here is the truly unfortunate thing (or maybe not) just before you get to the little market you pass a Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen. And right around lunch time the smell of fresh, fried chicken is so enticing I was hard pressed to walk past. But I did. I went to the market, got my grapes and eggs but oh – the heavenly scent of fried chicken! I called my husband and asked if he wanted some – Popeyes fried chicken was always our special guilty pleasure that we indulged in maybe only 2 or 3 times a year, and we haven’t had any in over a year. He said “Sure – can I get a biscuit?” Of course, you can have a biscuit!
Here’s the thing – this stuff is expensive! And why do ‘combo’ meals always come with soda? I don’t drink soda, I don’t want soda, if I wanted soda I have some at home – what is this soda shit? I want 3 chicken tenders and a biscuit – and that choice isn’t on the menu. Never having been in a Popeyes before (hubby always went) I was a bit confused by their menu, pricing, options and the guy behind the counter was really very patient. When I got home I found that there were 4 chicken tenders in my box (my husband only had 3). I had spicy, my husband had mild and somehow I had communicated to the guy at the counter which was for whom. Sometimes a little polite confusion works out well.
We have to talk about books soon.