Not Going There Again

Handy and I decided to go out to breakfast on Sunday. Big mistake?

We used to go to this restaurant a lot and even when they were hopping busy you always got great service with a smile. No longer.

Have you ever wondered what it's like to be invisible? This is the place. We walked in to wait for a table to be cleaned. No one acknowledged us. No Hello, it'll just be a minute. They went out of their way to avoid eye contact.

Eventually they cleared a table and motioned us to it. Grudgingly a waitress gave us menus. Could we have coffee please? The coffee was brought and the order taken. Surprisingly, a bucket of creamer appeared on the table but no utensils for stirring it. Could we have utensils please? The utensils were brought but she didn't seem to know what to do with them, and sort of pushed them into a pile. I guess it was the bus boy's job to lay them out and she wasn't about to do his job if she could help it. The food arrived hot, which was also a surprise, but no coffee refill. Had to flag down a waitress, please could we have more coffee? The bill came right away, no surprise there.

We decided we wouldn't be back.

Funny thing, I had an upset stomach all day.  I wonder...

Lost Tower

Some months ago, we were looking at some artisan cards at work and one of my co-workers wondered where this spire/tower was. Right next to the bakery, said I, the local expert. (He lives out of town.)

But when I went out on break to prove it, the tower was gone. How long had it been gone? I was dumbfounded. I try to be aware of changes around town but clearly I missed something. It could have been gone for years. (Obviously, I took this picture last winter. Rain? What's that? I don't even remember.)

Anyway, this is what the tower looked liked. 

I wonder what other changes I've missed.

Is Organic Worth It?

This may stir up a lot of controversy. This is why I don't buy organic. $3.49 vs $.89.

No comments required.

Saturday Sights

We usually visit my M-I-L on Saturdays and stop somewhere for lunch on the way home.

Handy is always drawn to the guitar store. Thank goodness they have a comfy couch for non-guitarists to wait. He didn't even buy anything. I think he was only looking for straps.

Roosters about town!

Cat art sighting!

Here's a closeup of the cat that Handy took on an earlier day.

Floral Friday

I am enjoying a rare do-nothing day. Catching up on reading, Netflixing, and blogging.

Here are some random floral cell phone photos to brighten the day.

The Household

I have been negectful in my cat blogging.

Our darling Homer passed away in October after a long battle with cancer.

We were concerned how Francine would deal with the loss since she and Homer were close friends. They would often "talk" to each other and she would tip him off when she sensed the cat carrier out for a vet visit.  She is doing fine, however, and keeps the new minions additions in their place. She actually seems more social than she used to be. Perhaps our generous giving of cat treats has something to do with that.

These are the new additions, Harry and Leo. We were desperately wanting an orange kitten, and wow, finding an orange kitten was like trying to get Hamilton tickets. They kept getting snatched up before we could get to them.

Finally, we caught up with a litter. These two were the floofiest. Harry is a little more orange, Leo a little more buff with more white and a little mustache. How could you decide between them? So we didn't!

Leo.  Do not call him a kitler.

He's a creamsicle cream puff.

Oops, I forgot to load up a Harry picture. Here we go. Oh wait, I think this is Leo again.



This is definitely Harry. He's the more mischievous one. He likes to eat my hair. And string. And the cords on the blinds. And phone chargers. But he's adorable.




Hunter is the best big brother. He hangs with the babies and brings them treats. Live treats. What a guy.

So we're all up to date now.

Timber

Had a little whoopsie in the front yard Friday morning when a big chunk of the carob tree fell over about 5 am. Frank, whose windows face the driveway, heard a cracking and whoosh.

The whole tree will be taken down this week, as it's rotten at the base. It's lucky it fell towards the yard instead of the truck.

It may be time to re-landscape. I've been thinking about it for a while.