{{{Mooom}}}
ruble, my godparents lived kn Tipton once upon a time. The last time I was there they had a gas station too. 
The SIL and I took our mental health day. We took the tour of George Dickel distillery, complete with tasting, among other things. We made a stop at a Goodwill where I picked up a keyboard. The sound quality sucks and the lowest E is flat, but I can plunk out my choir parts while I’m trying to learn them.
And bars where you can get these AMAZING sandwiches. They basically beat a boneless pork-chop until its almost falling apart and then they bread it and deep-fry. Combine with several beers and you got yourself a party.
(One of my friends also plays a lot at the Tipton Moose but that’s on the very edge of town and few folks venture much further.)
(We had the strangest time staying at their one hotel/motel. The owner/clerk just would NOT believe we came from PA for a benefit concert at their high school. We just HAD to be there for some court case. Even after we showed him our tickets, he just couldn’t wrap his brain around it.)
(Next time ask me about Thorntown and the Festival of the Turning Leaf – that’s what it said on the t-shirts. This place was so small I could believe they only had one leaf.)
(I love small-town Indiana.)
Up, caffeinated, off to work. Looks like the rain from Ana should be hitting starting this afternoon.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 65 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 90 for the day. I’m headin’ up to Ye Olde Home Towne in a little while where the high will be ONLY 85. Maybe I should take a sweater.
Ok, that’s all I got. I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy demands sustenance. Then purtification must commence. I want to get outta here by seven-thirty this a. of m. I shall attempt to post some from my mother’s 'puter so’s y’all won’t miss me too much.
Happy Sattidy Y’all!
The cat has been fed, I am going back to sleep.
I survived the night - even slept thru most of it, so yay! Just finished an egg sammich breakfast. Already been thru several kleenexes, so I’m still sick, but at least I’m not freezing at the moment. We’ll see how the day goes.
**FCD **is feeling normal again - if I truly have what he had, I’ve got a week of misery ahead of me. ugh. We’ll see how it goes.
As for today, I think I’ve got the strength to empty the dishwasher. Beyond that, who knows? I don’t see myself venturing outside for any sorts of chores. Maybe I’ll push the vacuum cleaner around. Maybe not. Whatever happens happens.
Happy Saturday. ugh
Howdy from Ye Olde Home Towne! Actually, about six miles outside of Ye Olde Home Towne cause that’s where mom’s house is located. Just lettin’ y’all know I survived the drive.
ruble, the sammich thatyou describe is not a poke chop, it’s a breaded poke tenderloin.Indiana is pretty famous for them and many restaurants, bars, fair stands and benefits do them well. I kind of took them for granted when I lived there. The first time I moved away, I found out thatthey weren’t available just anywhere.
Gotta get the chores done today so that I czn be social tomorrow. 
They are really great whatever part of the magical animal they use; even the ones at Indiana Beach Park. Hey - deep fry pig and its gotta be good.
So the shcedule got switched around ,so I’m closing. but I at least got to make breakfast, gas up the truck ,and walk Gordie twice. Now I’m off to work.
And another vote for deep fried pig.
Happy Saturday!
It’s a cool 68 degrees outside.
The back postage stamp has been mowed, the front will get done tomorrow I guess.
It’s going to be a grumpy day I can tell.
I got woken in the wee hours by Sah-son because something was fluttering around his room. I don’t know if it was a bird or a bat but we managed to shoo it out the door.
Then I was sleeping soundly and some (expletive) called me at 9am. It was a Baltimore number and I thought maybe it was the hospital calling so I answered, only to have them hang up on me. Still thinking it could be the hospital and we got cut off I called back.
I got some recording of a man with an overly cheerful voice telling me he was sorry there were no operators available to take my call and to either call back later or to leave a message and they’d call me back. Oh, I left them a message alright because the recording goes on to say if I got mail from them to please leave my sponsor number and some more blah blah blah and then he tells me if I want to be put on their do not call list I need to leave my name with my number. Oh! Really?! You call me in early in the morning, wake me up, hang up on me, and now you want my name? Since when is a name required to be put on a do not call list?
I left them a message and then I blocked them.
I hope you have a fun trip Swampy,
I hope you feel better soon FCM
I finally dragged my sickie self into the shower. It felt good in there - nice and steamy. Unfortunately, it didn’t last and now I’m snurfly again. But my sweetie is getting me some won ton soup, and that should help. Soup is good for sick, right?
I’m going back to the couch and the TV. This sitting upright is difficult… ugh.
Won ton soup and egg rolls with hot mustard are my go to food for when I am sick.
The soup makes my throat feel better and the mustard clears up the congestion.
Takin’ a break from the festivities. We are havin’ a hyuuuuuuuuuuge cookout. I got a little warmish so I have retreated to some a/c for a bit. Carry on!
The soup was good. The fried noodles were stale. I’ve got enough left over for supper.
Back to Netflix…
Wow it’s quiet in here today.
It y’all don’t start talking I’ll start telling boring stories.
I can’t post - I’m too busy blowing my nose. ugh
I think it’s time to log off and consider sleep. MWAH!
I’m trying to decide whether to motivate enough for a walk to a nearby taqueria for nachos or just eat leftover pizza from last night.
Also trying to decide between mega-caffeine so I can get after some schoolwork or take a nap before tackling said schoolwork.
Mom is dying from bubonic plague and you will tell boring stories?
Oh, the shame!
:dubious: