Whew... Its good to be home. Just finished a week long trek across the south land. Said hello to one and goodbye to another. A bittersweet time to say the least.
But now I'm back. Jimmy embraced his inner bachelor while I was gone......... Actually him and his inner bachelor made out on the living room rug. He was still at work when I walked through the door bags in hand. And I walked into a cave! Cold and dark. While I was gone he resorted to take out and instant coffee. He never once turned on the heat so it was freezing when I walked in. (It was a good thing I bought souvenir pullover hoodies for both of us) When he wasn't doing take out....... Well, I found banquet salisbury dinners in the freezer. And the cat.... I need to go buy new cat food today cuz the little friskies he bought her was thrown up all over the carpet this morning. I wont even talk about the laundry or the kitchen! I will leave it to your imaginations.
On the South land.... Coffee.... Next time I am taking my own coffee and my Italian coffee pot. The guy in the airport Starbucks in Little Rock apologised when I ordered a short mocha breve' because he had to charge more for the half and half. I couldn't figure out what he was talking about at first. Then it dawned on me. Folks down south think a latte should be the same price as drip coffee and and if the coffee calls for a half pint of half and half they shouldnt have to pay for it. I actually said the words.... "I'm from Seattle. I know how to order a cup of coffee and how much it costs." but I was appalled at the look of fear in the baristo's eyes when he thought I would yell at him when he told me my SMB would be $3.50... I was buying coffee in an airport, I expected to pay $6.00. Course' Arkansas's minimum wage is lower than the federal minimum wage. I would balk too if I couldn't pay rent and a cup of coffee cost me a half hour of my life. But then back in my poverty days... I didn't order mocha breve's.
And I am reminded of how good our water is here in Washington every time I leave the state. Even the filtered water tastes nasty down south. We are truly spoiled here in the great frozen north.
I gotta go clean up after Jimmy's inner bachelor then I have a whole bunch of stuff to do to get ready for Halloween. This year is 1950's outer space. We are putting a giant flying saucer on the roof!
But now I'm back. Jimmy embraced his inner bachelor while I was gone......... Actually him and his inner bachelor made out on the living room rug. He was still at work when I walked through the door bags in hand. And I walked into a cave! Cold and dark. While I was gone he resorted to take out and instant coffee. He never once turned on the heat so it was freezing when I walked in. (It was a good thing I bought souvenir pullover hoodies for both of us) When he wasn't doing take out....... Well, I found banquet salisbury dinners in the freezer. And the cat.... I need to go buy new cat food today cuz the little friskies he bought her was thrown up all over the carpet this morning. I wont even talk about the laundry or the kitchen! I will leave it to your imaginations.
On the South land.... Coffee.... Next time I am taking my own coffee and my Italian coffee pot. The guy in the airport Starbucks in Little Rock apologised when I ordered a short mocha breve' because he had to charge more for the half and half. I couldn't figure out what he was talking about at first. Then it dawned on me. Folks down south think a latte should be the same price as drip coffee and and if the coffee calls for a half pint of half and half they shouldnt have to pay for it. I actually said the words.... "I'm from Seattle. I know how to order a cup of coffee and how much it costs." but I was appalled at the look of fear in the baristo's eyes when he thought I would yell at him when he told me my SMB would be $3.50... I was buying coffee in an airport, I expected to pay $6.00. Course' Arkansas's minimum wage is lower than the federal minimum wage. I would balk too if I couldn't pay rent and a cup of coffee cost me a half hour of my life. But then back in my poverty days... I didn't order mocha breve's.
And I am reminded of how good our water is here in Washington every time I leave the state. Even the filtered water tastes nasty down south. We are truly spoiled here in the great frozen north.
I gotta go clean up after Jimmy's inner bachelor then I have a whole bunch of stuff to do to get ready for Halloween. This year is 1950's outer space. We are putting a giant flying saucer on the roof!
