I am living in a new town in a huge 1900's house that is a challenge at most every turn. Driving to the store for the umpteenth time in two days yesterday evening I noticed the main street bar was open. Conversation with brains went like this:
LB - Ahhh...cozy little bar - neon OPEN sign....
HB - And??
LB - could pop in and have a drink or two. No one knows I'm an alkie here.
HB - Nope, they sure don't. Bet you could break your record and be the town drunk in, oh, lets say 60 minutes. Sounds like a freaking fantastic start to your simplistic, serene new life. Let's get it on!
LB - Oh, chyt, nope, not a good choice. Wait, I'm the dumber half of this operation!
HB - Mission accomplished - get your a$$ to the store for that chicken and get to cookin, chef. Good choice - you're learnin!!
Made me feel so smart!! ;-) Good job for riding the tide, MOS - we done good!! Hugs, NBC