Sometimes things get lost in translation
I took Corki in for a cut and trim today. Now she looks and smells clean and is prettier than ever!
See what I mean?
Normally it takes about an hour, but today the groomer was running behind so I got to go get trimmed and run to the grocery store.
But I had to stop because I saw a bear! Really!!! It was foraging at a garbage dump. I am putting a picture at the end.
After I dropped off the groceries, I went to get Corki.
I have to cross UP railroad tracks out in the country. (Yes, city folk...there is countrier country past my house!) I hit the tracks at about 4 and there was a train blocking the crossing. It was not moving. I waited, but it did not move. It was a long train too.
So I opted to go west to the next crossing.
It, too, was blocked, probably the same train.
So I said I will go west to the next crossing. After about 5 minutes I realized I was nowhere near the railroad tracks and fast approaching Ashton. I pulled over into the driveway of an abandoned house, and the red pickup truck that was behind me pulled up next to me.
I rolled down my window.
"I said to myself, this fella has no idea where he is going. Do you?" the driver asked. I admitted I didn't and told him where I was headed, but the crossings were blocked. I asked if the dirt road I just passed went south across the tracks and he said yes, then gave me directions on how to get back to the road I wanted.
We both laughed about it.
I picked up Corki and headed for home. It was now about 4:30. The train was still there! Only now it was moving painfully slow, but I waited and it cleared the crossing. As the gates went up and I pulled across, a saw another train coming and sure enough, I just got across and the gates came down.
Then I ordered supper.
We have a menu for a local Mexican restaurant and we picked out what we wanted. I wanted the tostado dinner, which came with 2 tostados, rice and beans. Jackie wanted the taco fajita salad.
I called the restaurant and gave the order and the woman sounded confused. So I asked. is this Restuarant A? She said it was Restuarant B. I called the wrong place!
I called Restaurant A and told that lady I wanted the 2 tostado dinner and the taco fajita salad.
I went to pick it up and my order was huge because while I wanted the 2 tostado dinner, she heard (and repeated back to me, now that I think about it) 2 tostado dinners.
I stopped at Emily and John's and gave Camryn one of the dinners.
Supper was good. The day was dreary but fine. I am freezing because we turned the heat off when it hit 80 and I am too lazy to turn it on again.
Such is life, eh?
Stay healthy. Stay happy. Call the right restaurant.
Peace and Love
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