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Wednesday, August 5, 2015

That Was The Week That Was....Long Ramble

Last week was a blur of activity and travel.
 
The plan for moving Eldest son was drive to Pittsburgh Thursday morning, help them pack the truck/trailer, stay over in P'burgh, leave early Friday a.m. to convoy down to Fredericksburg VA(GF's relatives in the truck, Eldest son in his car, GF and cat in her car and Hubs & I in our car),unpack truck/trailer, start setting up apartment/unpacking boxes between a couple of meals, stayover in F'burg that night and bug out for home Saturday morning.
 
Pretty straightforward plan, right?
Hahahaha
Here is how things actually went--

Monday of last week started off slowly with the usual stuff on my plate......clean, cook, blog, etc.

for breakfast I took some leftovers of that grits/ham/eggs casserole I had on a whim last week, sliced it up and pan fried it in some bacon grease.  Served it up with a couple of eggs(casserole had very little egg in it already)......




The casserole was better pan fried.  Hubs made himself some on Wednesday morning but we'll never finish it all up so feel free to come over and take some off our hands. ;-)

On Tuesday I harvested another summer squash............

The larger of the two was the newly harvested.  The smaller one was picked last week.
I sliced up some onions and sauted it all together in some olive oil......


I served this with the leftover roast chicken Tuesday night.

Later Tuesday night we got a phone call from Eldest son with a change in "the plan"(change #1).
GF's grandfather was driving/supplying the truck/trailer for the move and GF's dad and brother were coming with him.  Grandfather decided that he wanted to leave P'burgh Friday in the middle of the night morning.....3 a.m.ish.  No way Hubs and I were driving to P'burgh and getting up at dark o'thirty to leave for F'burg.  Eldest son's buddy from college was suppose to help load the trailer on Thursday so they really didn't need Hubs for that, so we decided to drive directly to F'burg on Thursday(instead of P'burgh), stay over that night and meet them at the apt. office at 8 a.m. on Friday morning when they pulled into town.
So I had to cancel the hotel reservation in P'burgh altogether and then make new reservations for 2 nights in F'burg.
You still following this?
Good.

So Tuesday I was up late cancelling and making reservations.  Only the website for the Days Inn in F'burg was having seizures and wouldn't let me confirm a stay.
So I called the hotel directly and got a voice mail with no option to leave a message to be returned.
Great.
 
The voice in my head is now recalling a trip to Ohio and the last time we had a "PROBLEM" making a reservation online.
 
So I call the national call center and attempt to complete the reservation.  And she quotes me a price a bit more than the deal on the website(Summer Sale, stay at least 2 nights and get 25% off).  I argue for awhile and then just say "whatever", make the reservation because I just don't have any fight left in my today. 
A few minutes later she "finds" the Summer Sale deal and I got the cheap nights.
Yes.  2 nights in a motel with a pool and breakfast for $103+change counting taxes.
 
After all, this hotel staying $hit starts to add up after awhile so get the costs down where you can......

On Wednesday Hubs was home from work so we ran some errands--

Picked up a couple of items College Boy needs for school.
 


Then we finally got around to taking in a pile of stuff to donate to Salvation Army.

Next we hit the bread outlet(they finally had my favorite nutty almond bread back in stock rah!)and then had lunch out.
Went home did a few things, got Chinese take-out for dinner, packed and then bed.

We leave early Thursday morning to make our way to Fredericksburg VA.
 
A quick stop at Mickey D's for Hub's coffee and we are on the way.
Thursday's weather sucked donkey balls actually wherever we were driving from PA to MD to WV to VA.
It was so bad at times you couldn't see anything, especially in WV when the fog started from the change in temp between the atmosphere and the cooler rain.
I quietly panicked in my seat as Hubs plowed ahead in this mess!

The rain let up around 1pm and we left the interstate to find lunch.  Saw a sign for the Marshall Diner in....Marshall VA of all places. ;-)  Sounded a bit better than fast food but cheaper than a sit-down chain restaurant.
 

It was a dinky little place but cheapish.  I had a fish sandwich. It had homemade tartar sauce on it that had quite a bit of mustard in it?  Strange but tangy and tasty.


Hubs ordered a corned beef sandwich.  At least for us(and I grew up in the South remember)a corned beef sandwich "should" come on rye bread with mustard(also seem with swiss cheese on the non-kosher Rueben version of this sandwich).

Here is Hub's sandwich......


corned beef....check!
rye bread.....check!
Tomato and Lettuce??
Pickle?
MAYO????!

WTF......well that's what happens when you order off the menu and don't specify I guess. lolz
I think they put the mustard in my tartar sauce and the mayo that was suppose to be in the sauce went on his sandwich?
Who knows but it was noteworthy.

After lunch it was back on the road for awhile longer.
While driving along this last stretch toward Fredericksburg the phone rings.
It is Eldest son letting us know there is yet another change in "the plan".  (Change #3 I think.)
 
They have gotten the truck/trailer loaded already and they are getting on the road NOW to F'burg.
They will drive until they all get tired and stop for the night along the way.
 
They have to take a somewhat circuitous route from P'burgh to F'burg because GF's grandfather doesn't want to take any toll roads(this would mean the PA Turnpike)as the costs PennDOT extorts from you for hauling a big trailer like this on their turnpike is ridiculous.  And grandfather isn't paying it.
 
Thankfully this change doesn't affect us so that's fine....leave now leave at dark o'thirty tomorrow, I don't care.

Hubs and I got into F'burg before 3(so couldn't check in at the motel yet)so we have time on our hands and need to find something to do.
So we head over to here...........

 

If you guessed that is a "tasting bar" in the distance at a distillery you would be correct!

I posted this teaser on FB last weekend.....
 

Here's more of the sign......


A. Smith Bowman
I found my paternal drinking ancestors!
Well not really.
These are German Bowmans.
Mine came from England by way of Ireland to New York to Virginia.  At least I don't think they started out in the Palatine region in what is now Germany before going to England.....
 
But that doesn't mean I can't drink their stuff, right?

And visit their gift shop and buy stuff, right?
 


George and Mary Bowman hitched a ride home with us.  We are such accommodating relatives......
 


Hubs with his bag of alcoholic loot....

The weather in Fredericksburg on Thursday was swampy.....Swampy=downpours + heat + high humidity.
We go check into the motel and of course the pool is closed due to inclement weather.
So we take a nap.....to rest up for going out for dinner.  It's a hard life but somebody has to live it, right?

Dinner found us at this place.....


If you can't make out the sign it reads "Cornbread & Caviar" ("gourmet comfort food" in small lettering).
This is what happens when you take a camera out of an a/c cooled car into swampy weather outside and attempt to take a photo.
Lens fog.
And my next attempt at a selfie with the sign was even worse.....

LOLZ! 

The staff was very friendly here and the owner kept coming over to our table to chat.....a little too much tho.
I had a roasted red pepper and crab bisque soup.....


It was tasty and lighter than a She Crab Soup and the price was good.
That hunk of cornbread however was nasty.  It was too sweet, dense(like a cement slab)and overcooked(see how brown it is?).
This is how a Yankee would make cornbread.
You would think if your restaurant has Cornbread in it's name that you'd perfect that one dish, right?

The only way to eat this cornbread was to soak it in the soup so I left most of that nasty hunk behind.

Hubs had fried green tomatoes.......


Now these on the other hand was perfect.  Hot, lightly breaded and juicy sweet.  Heck, the sauce they served it over(a remoulade thing)even had big ol shrimp in it...bonus! lolz

Then I ordered something strange for my entree.....


This was called a Muffaletta sandwich on the menu.
 
A Muffaletta made with grilled steak.
No, proper Muffalettas are not made with steak!
 
This should have been called a "New Orleans Style Steak Sandwich" if anything.
But I ordered it anyway.

Muffalettas come on a special type of bread and are HUGE.  They also come with Mortadella and other deli type meats and a tapenade(or olive salad spread).

This was served on a hamburger type bun with lettuce and tomato(and a piece of steak, not sliced steak, but a hunk of actual steak), barely any olive salad spread and a heavy dose of what tasted like a garlic/feta/olive oil spread.
 
The steak was very tender and this was a tasty meal.....but it was no muffaletta.
And the garlic spread was too much as I tasted garlic and feta until breakfast the next morning. eh.

I also got the grilled Brussels sprouts with bacon in the background in the photo above.
NO complaints about this side.....yummy!

Hubs had some grilled fish dish with peppers and a spicy sauce on it which overpowered the delicate flavor of the fish.  He was not impressed.  His side was fried okra which was fresh and lightly breaded but some of the okra pieces were tough.  Not the cook's fault just how it goes with okra sometimes.
We dropped $50 on this meal and it got a mixed review.

I spent the night tossing and turning on a subpar mattress and imagining that bed bugs were crawling on me.  (There were NO bedbugs but this is the type of motel you'd imagine would have them.)

The next morning we were up early to shower, change, grab some free breakfast at the motel and wait for the call from Eldest son that they had arrived in town.
 
The free breakfast was among the WORST free breakfasts I have experienced in all my traveling days.  Better is a way than the all-time worst(that offered fake OJ and fresh oranges ONLY)but among the filthiest breakfast rooms.  Even before 8 am when we arrived to eat they were out of milk for cereal and almost out of bread too.  The counters were filthy and filled with spilt food.
 
The only food they offered that I could eat was Cheerios.  They were kept in one of those big plastic dispensers that you crank the wheel to get the food to come out at the bottom.  When I turned that crank in my bowl landed Cheerios but also stale bran flakes and petrified raisins(I HOPE they were raisins!lol).  Obviously this dispenser held Raisin Bran before it was Cheerios and no one took the time to clean out the dregs of the old cereal before putting the new cereal into it.
yuck.

After that lovely meal we waited on the phone call to come in and then drove over to the apartment complex to meet the convoy.
 
After having some "difficulties" with the office staff over rabies paperwork for their cat(you would think that this is something they should have told him to have in his hands when he went to pay and get the keys?), said paperwork was located inside the trailer(without having to empty half the thing out in the parking lot)and keys were had and we set upon unpacking said trailer.

With 7 able bodied(ok maybe 6.5 as I am half-able bodied!lol)adults we got it unloaded in under an hour.   After everything was in/outside the apartment GF's 3 relatives said their goodbyes and headed home for a very long ride back to Erie.

I snapped this badly lit shot of GF's dad, GF's brother, Eldest son, GF and her Grandfather before they all took off.

Then my camera died.
Well the battery died so I got no more pictures of that day. sigh.
My lunch-photo lifted off of Yelp from another diner.
We hit Lee's Retreat for Lunch at "Lee's Retreat" at the Blue & Gray Brewing.  I got the BBQ pork Sandwich again but they were out of Stonewall Stout(it's a seasonal offering, they don't brew it again until the Fall)so I got the Washington's Cherry Wheat Ale.
 
We went back to the apartment and helped unpack a bit before going back to the motel for a swim and a nap.  I only stayed in the pool about 20 minutes(I forgot to bring sunscreen)and still got quite the burn on my forehead.  Ah, whitest white woman on the planet problems.......

Hubs and I headed back to Eldest and GF's apartment around 5pm and we went over to Total Wine.
Eldest needed to stock up on brews to get them through August and Hubs and I picked up a couple of things too to take back home with us.
Then it was to the Target store nearby so the kids could pick up a few things like paper towels and a shower curtain.

At about dusk we headed over to have dinner.  I had snapped up a Restaurant dotcom cert. for Durango Grill before leaving home.

                  photo from F/B

I had read the reviews and it sounded like a neighborhood bar and grill with a few tables and that it could be a bit rowdy at night, but most of the reviews said the food was great.
 
One review did include this, which should have been a portent of things to come...."Most people there are friendly until you get some of these older guys and bikers with big egos that can't handle their alcohol and start trouble. "

Well I figured we'd eat early but it's after 8pm when we pull up and see 20 or so motorcycles parked out front.  And there are tables and folks sitting outside smoking and everyone seems to have one of those galvanized buckets filled with bottles of beer on ice.
Like this...........


 
We walk in and it's quite loud and a woman is standing on the bar taking a group photo of about 15 people standing in front of the bar whooping and hollering.

The jukebox is blaring Hank Williams Jr. tunes.
 


Some woman then comes over to greet us and give us menus and show us to a table.  She must have seen the look of concern on our faces as she launched into a "I know it's loud and the bar folks are rowdy tonight, but the food is really good" speech.  She said something about Hank Williams Jr. being in concert tonight in F'burg and all the patrons were stoked to see him(and I might add quite a bit liquored up!).
We figured we could take on the dew-ragged tatted-up bikers if it came to that and besides, why waste a perfectly good certificate for a cheap steak dinner? ;-)

So we stayed and ordered and the atmosphere continued to spiral downward.
I blame the "Happy Hour" there for this.
Happy Hour at the Durango, as the banners on the walls states, starts as 11AM and lasts until 9PM.
A 10 HOUR long Happy Hour!
 
About the time our meal came beer bottles began to get smashed outside(I was hoping it was just tipsy drunk patrons missing the table when they emptied their bottles set their bottles down and not a beer bottle shiv fight about to commence.

Then halfway through my steak I glance over at the bar and some floozy has her legs wrapped around a biker dude and they are "dry humping" for lack of a better term and he's got his hands under what little shirt she had on.
So I kept my eyes on my food and ate faster.

Things inside seemed to be calming down a bit by the time dessert hit the table(why of why did we stay for dessert anyway!?!) when the shouting exploded at the bar and I looked up to see 3 women doing this on the bar......


But much less attractive women(about the same amount of clothing on)and very drunk.
 
I couldn't believe I was right in the middle of something out of Coyote Ugly and didn't have a camera!
I told the GF to take a photo of them for my blog and all 3 of my dining companions said, "Are you CRAZY?!  They see the flash and we'll end up in a dark alley in pieces!"
To which I replied, "Well take a video then so there is no flash."
 
They just blinked at me in unison like they couldn't believe I just said something so stupid.
To which I replied, "Hey! Look at me.  I'm an old fat middle-aged woman who is obviously no threat to anyone.  What could they do?"
 
Yes, I amaze even myself sometimes with my stupidity.......
 
We survived our visit to Durango Grill when all was said and not done.  Everyone left with all their appendages and there were no gaping head wounds.....though we did have to walk/half-run through some broken glass on the way back to the car.
 
Despite my best efforts I didn't get 3/5 of my family(plus a GF as collateral damage)murdered last weekend.
So it's all good, right?
We took the kids home to their new apartment and goodbye hugs all 'round ensued.
 
Another sleep on the torturous mattress back at the motel and we hit the road to the nearest Hardee's for breakfast Saturday morning.
There was no WAY I was going to endure another crappy breakfast at that motel.
A nice grilled pork chop biscuit and a carton of milk from Hardee's hit the spot.
 
We spied a Food Lion grocery store across the street so after downing biscuits we hit the FL looking for lard, figuring we were far enough South to find some in the grocery store.
 
The making of "proper" buttermilk biscuits requires lard(even if you aren't a 90 year old black woman from NC).  Crisco is a sad substitute for lard, but I digress.....
 
Well I was wrong, we were NOT far enough South to find lard.  But I did find some country biscuit ham and hog jowl meat as well as a case filled with discount stickered meats!
Oh, to have had a large ice filled cooler to transport all those lovely discounted meats home to PA......!!!
 
I did get a few items-2 nice flank steaks and a 3 lb. tube of ground beef which was all I could fit into the cooler.
 
I had been mulling/stewing over what to serve company that was coming for dinner on Sunday at home the last few days as the day drew near.
Problem solved.....marinated flank steak being the answer.
Of course I would serve company discounted meat that I got cheap.  That's how we roll here at Chez Sluggy.  8-)
I could fib and say I spent dearly on this steak but anyone who knows me knows that's a bold-faced lie.
 
About half an hour northwest of F'burg we spied a farm produced stand set up in a fire stations parking lot so we pulled in to check it out.
Found some lovely produce--REAL tomatoes, beans, zuke, squash, corn and 'loupes.
 
Another problem solved......I 'd serve fresh ears of corn and grilled/marinated veggies on skewers with the steak Sunday evening.
Fresh from the farm that morning veggies and now I didn't have to go to the grocery store when we got home Saturday night or early Sunday.
Win/Win!

More excitement on the trip home included--
 
We saw an big self-propeller RV pulling a car behind it almost wreck on I-66 right in front/one lane over from of us.  He had a tire blow out while going 70 mph(at least as that was the posted speed limit but you know everyone goes faster).
He almost tipped it all over when he hit the shoulder but kept it together and upright.
Man, I about peed my pants just watching it, I can imagine the color of HIS drawers after that! lolz
 
 
While traveling through WV we stopped at a Walmart.  Though they didn't have any lard either we did find some things--canning supplies for cheap, a floor lamp for the living room, and clearance Summer clothing for Hubs and College Boy.
We left WV behind as well as another $108 of this stuff......
 
Stopped in Chambersburg PA for lunch.
 


Chicken Salad sandwich and iced tea hit the spot.
I about got knocked over trying to get out the door here by a family who wouldn't stop to let me out before they plowed into the building.
Welcome back to rude, ill-mannered Northeastern Yankee Land.......
 
We made good time until we hit about 1 hour from home on I-81.  Some lane shifts and closures added about a "half hour sitting and not moving" adventure to our trip.
 
 
 
We finally got home around 5pm.
I set about cutting and marinating veggies and steak. 
 

The first REAL tomato sighting of the year in these parts, thanks to that farm stand in VA.
 
Then I snapped, blanched and froze green beans for the Winter.
 
 
A small drink and a rerun of Doc Martin on the boob tube.
And then it was back on the exercycle to get a couple of miles in.....after all it was the first of the new month and never let it be said that I am a slacker with my goals.  ;-)
 
 
And then to bed.
 
Sunday morning found me pitting and peeling peaches and making jam....
 
 
Hubs picked some beans.......


A bit of cleaning and then putting my feet up and then the call came that my company was arriving soon.
 
And before you knew it, here comes blogger buddy Lorraine and her DH Chris standing on my driveway!
 
We had a drink while dinner cooked on the grill and then dug into steak and grilled veggies with a side of corn on the cob.  And I did not even insist on proper "extend the pinkies while eating corn" etiquette.  ;-)
 
Lorraine brought me a giftie too!
 

Inside was a bag of glazed pecans(nom nom nom), a bottle of pecan oil and a jar of Duke's mayonnaise, "THE" mayo on the South......



I laughed because I grew up eating Duke's and until last year I couldn't get it here in Pennsyltucky.
 
But that all changed when the local small Shurfine markets started selling it.
Thanks Lorraine!
 
And that jar is now happily waiting it's turn in the stockpile rotation with it's siblings, the "lite" brothers........
 
 
We gabbed and ate and gabbed some more and before you knew it they had to get to the motel to get some rest before starting their long journey home at dark o'thirty Monday morning.
 
I totally forgot to snap any photos until right before they left.
 
Here we are throwing gang signs......this is wrong on so many levels, isn't it? lolz
 
 
And something more serious......
 
Geez I look like I'm falling over.....I probably was as I was so tired from the weekend hullabaloo!
 
While they were here we looked at the garden and I picked this.....
 
Lorraine took that photo and I lifted it off of FB.
Man, I should have worn a bra that day don't you think? 8-)
 
 
And here's Lorraine and DH Chris, the Steam Punk Master of the Universe......

 
I made bunny ears on Lorraine when Chris took our photo so he had to make them too when Hubs took their photos....I always knew I liked this guy.  ;-)
 
 
Then it was goodbye hugs, I sent them off with parting gifts of there own(peach jam and pepper relish) and they were gone to Motel 5 and 3/4s.
And after an episode of Poldark I fell into my comfy bed here at Chez Sluggy.
 
It was great to see you again Lorraine and Chris!  We need to do this again, and more often.

So what did you do last week?
 
Sluggy
 
 

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

The Sluggy Midwest Road Trip 2.0



Well she is at it again.
I'm going on another road trip in a few days.

Heading out to the Midwest again.
This time I am going solo.

On the itinerary are stops in western PA, northern IL, northern WI, northern and central IA and central IL.

Going to see 5-6 blogging and/or folks I otherwise met online in the last 5-17 years.
2 fellow Bloggers.
2 fellow beanie collectors(tho I don't do that anymore)
2 fellow teddy bear collectors(tho I don't do that either anymore)

And as long as I don't drive through the middle of Chicago like we did last year it should all go well.

I've got quite the To-Do List before I leave in 2 DAYS. Did I just type 2 days?? eek!

1-Pack clothes
2-Pack toiletries and sunblock
3-Pack gifties
4-Pack drinks, water, cooler
5-Go buy a new camera
6-Go to bank for $$
7-Write up all my MapQuest directions
8-Gather emergency supplies
9-Get meds in order
10-Finish my sewing project
11-Print up all contact information
12-Finish list of what to do/see on trip
13-Call cc company to ltk what states I will be using my card in
14-Gas up car
15-Fit everything into my car  LOLZ....really, my car is tiny!

I am still working on a list of "Things To Do In the Midwest" besides drive a long way on flat and boring roads. ;-)

Plus still working on nailing down the last 2 legs of the trip, hopefully BEFORE I leave here in 2 days.

This trip is over 2600 miles.
That is without getting lost or going on any excursions off my mapped out route and you know at least one of these will happen, if not both.  8-)

Ok, I gotta get going and work on all this.
No rest for the wicked as they say.......

While I am occupied, send me your ideas for things I just can't miss seeing/doing in IL, WI, MN, IA that I just have to put on this trip itinerary if I can fit them in.

Sluggy







 

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

The Great Road Trip of Summer 2013.....Day Three

Subtitled-LIFE WITH THE CHOCOLATE NINJA & IT'S ALL RELATIVE(S)

I was up way too early on Thursday morning.
Must have been the fact that the blinds in Anna's room were raised and I didn't know how to close them, so the rays of the sun burst upon my head at sun up.

Yah, sometimes I am not so bright.....
I didn't even KNOW there were blinds on the window until the morning we left Sonya Ann's house.
I'm surprised none of Sonya's neighbors complained about the nekkid woman parading in front of the window after we left town. lolz

So up early and no one else was stirring yet, I crept into the living room with my camera and quietly kept myself occupied.
I shot a little movie you may have seen posted before, while we were on the trip.

I sound a bit creepy in this one.....love the train whistle going off in the background......



Yes, Sonya Ann and I have the SAME SOFA in our houses!
This should have been a portent as to what was to come on this visit....

Then I went into the kitchen to get a drink of water, still being ever so quiet.  Boredom set in again, so I made another little video in the kitchen......Sonya is going to kill me for this one.....lol.....



Finally everyone else roused themselves after a night of "light" partying(*ahem*)and we got the day's festivities underway.

It was decided, mostly by me!, that we go have lunch out at a place called Uncle Mike's Pub over the state line in Kenosha Wisconsin.
It's not that far from Sonya's house yet she claims to have never heard of the place.
Hmmmm, how could she Not know about a place who's web address is www.mikelikesbeer.com??
Seriously, it's Beer Valhalla.
Go HERE and take a gander at the list of beers on tap.....83 beers.
And that's not counting all the bottled beers you can get there.....about 250 selections at any given time.

Damn!  Hubs and I might just have to move to WI when he retires.....


So after printing off a Restaurant dotcom certificate(you KNOW we had to be frugal about this, didn't you?)we all packed into SA's minivan and headed to Uncle Mike's.


But first, I had Den stop along the way, so I could get a shot of this.....


Ignore the white arrow in the circle on that shot.  When I handed off the camera to Hubs who was riding shotgun in the minivan I forgot to take it off Video mode so he actually shot a 5 second movie of that sign.....but I won't subject you to that movie, just the picture. lol


Let me just say for the record that this place, Mikes Highway Pub, is not "vertically challenged people" friendly.
There were NO regular height tables and chairs in the joint.  Just those bar height deals and bar stools around the bar.
And me forgetting to pack a step stool on this trip.....what a dummy!

So we hiked outside to the patio and sat under an umbrella'd table. ( "Umbrella'd"....That's a word, right?)
It was a nice day and not too hot....not that we would have noticed after a couple of rounds of drinks anyway.

 Den attempting to hide behind the table centerpiece as if to say he'd rather not be seen with this group of folks.
Can you really blame him? ;-)


There, that's better.......

I am under penalty of death to not show the photo of Sonya Ann I took later on when she had almost finished drinking that adult beverage you see in the photo.
Ya see, anybody who knows SA knows her poison of choice is Cranberry Juice and Amaretto.
She be loving it!

She attempted to order that libation at Mike's and the waitress talked her into getting a "special" drink they make there at Mikes.  While it does have Cranberry Juice in it, like SA's drink of choice, it also has about 28 different liquors  in it.  Think about a Long Island Iced Tea(smooth and you can't even tell it's alcoholic)mixed with 6 double Jager bombs(can't feel your legs but your hair is sore hangover).
Let's just say that Mike's should consider renaming that drink the "Sonya Slayer".  ; -)

Sluggy and Hubs looking a bit too happy I'd say.....


Cut that woman off!  She's had enough I tell ya......she can't even open her eyes!


Oh what the heck...here's a little video I made at Uncle Mike's too.  You will notice that as I drink I start liberally lacing my speech with dirty words.  It's just one of the fine things about me.....



I got a rare shot of our chef at Mike's that day on the way out.......



Good thing I saw this AFTER we ate instead of before!
They have this photo on their menu too-a big sweaty, hairy, nekkid cook....YIKES!!
The sight of that will make you WANT TO DRINK! lolz

And just because I can and I have no shame, I took photos of the bathroom walls....


Just the thing you want to be staring at as you try to empty your bladder.


A gratuitous chicken shot for Linda.......


But the men's room had the best wall art in there......Yes I went into the men's room.... 8-)



So after Uncle Mike's, Den drove us over to the Outlet Mall to walk off our liquor lunch.
And Sonya Ann's minivan's brake pads protested pulling around all that bulk by starting to grind.
Yes folks, Sonya Ann is NOT making up her vehicle woes.....cars do hate my friend......I'm calling it the Sonya Ann Car Curse.
I'm just glad the Curse didn't strike our rental car.

It was in Pleasant Prairie that I was introduced to Den's alter ego, the Chocolate Ninja.

Ghirardelli has an outlet store at this mall and it is a favorite stomping ground of Den.
 You can buy all kinds of Ghirardelli choccies there.....big bars, those little squares, truffles, etc.
But the best "deal" is the DYI "stuff a clear plastic bag with as many single square chocolates as you can for $X" offer.  You can pick your size of bag and go to town filling it with a huge favorite of the chocies that they make.
You pay 1 price no matter how many you squeeze into that narrow bag.

Let's just say that Den is the Master of Filling the bag.
He is the Jedi Master of Geometry Chocolate.
No, he is simply the Chocolate Ninja.

He needs to sell instructional videos over the internet or offer to teach a class in this at his local community college. He has mastered the art of stuffing a narrow bag with expensive chocolates.

And I got a first hand lesson in Chocolate Geometry from Den. And if you watch this video, notice how quiet and shy Den, even behind those sunglasses, seems to be enjoying the attention. Nope he doesn't fool me....he's loving this.....





After hitting the Kitchen store, where I got an awesome set of new knives(these will actually CUT STUFF!), the Pepperidge Farm Outlet  for cookies and such, and Hubs hitting the Reebok (or was it Puma?) store for sneakers, we headed back to the old homestead to rest and disassemble our Bag's O' Chocolate.

BEFORE......


AFTER......mine at least.....


I got 108 squares of chocolate into my bag.
Den counted his and he got a smidgeon less.  I think he was just trying to NOT show off this time.  If he had more time he could have beat me my count and he has beat it in the past.

So $24.95 for 108 Ghirardelli chocies.  Well we had a 15% off coupon, thanks to Den!,  so we actually got all this for just over $21.

If you figure a small 4-5 oz. bag(approx. 10-11 squares per bag)of these around where I live at retail is $4.99, then I got almost 10 bags worth.
You do the math.....it's half price.
I got a much better ROI(return on investment) at the outlet than I would at the stores around here.

The only thing better is getting more Ghirardelli chocies for FREE at Rite-Aid during the Black Friday 3-Day Sale this week.  8-)

So after putting away the plunder we hauled off, I got the old laptop out and sat down to start a family tree for Sonya.
Yes, if I come visit you and bring my laptop(and why wouldn't I bring it?), you will be subjected to me wanting to make a family tree for you on Ancestry dotcom.

This is where things got a little spooky.....
I asked SA what her maiden name was and her birth date.  She told me her surname and I started typing it into the site.

She wandered off and I said, "Hey!, I've got your same maiden last name as a surname in my family tree on my mother's side.  When she came back a few minutes later she plopped down a big old handmade book of their family history that her grandfather had spent his retirement researching and compiling back in the 1960's. 
That was when you had to actually travel around to courthouses and get the documents yourself.

Sonya flipped through the thing....

Sonya: "Here's how the name use to be spelled."
Me: "I've got that spelling of the name too."
Sonya: "Here's the family crest."
Me: "That looks like the one I have for that family name."
Sonya: "Here's the name of the first guy from England who came to America in our family."
Me: "OMG!  That's OUR American immigrant!!"

My eyes bugged out and we just looked at each other and said.....
"WE ARE RELATED!"

At this point I really DID need a drink.
8-)))))))

So I dug into the book quickly and think I found our common ancestor....the last one in common before our tree branched out into my twig and her twig.
While our common ancestor came to Jamestown with his son and wife in 1635, we share a couple of generations before our tree leafed out.  My direct ancestors were happy as pigs in mud to stay in Virginia from 1635 until well...ME!, but Sonya Ann's direct ancestors left Virginia for Kentucky and then Illinois in the 1800's.

Sonya & I are 9th cousins.
And yes, I do see the resemblance....and I'm not just talking about consuming adult beverages here.....


What a crazy world, right? 
You just never know what you are going to step into in your life. ;-)

We all hit a local Mexican restaurant that evening, bringing DJ along too so he could practice his most excellent Spanish.  A good time was had by all and the fruity cocktails and beer flowed along with some righteous Latino food.

The next morning, which came all too soon, it was time to pack up, say goodbye and hit the road for Mattoon IL.
Another photo before leaving.....

 


Thanks Dennis and Sonya for having us stay and treating us so well!
I started missing y'all as soon as we pulled out of the driveway.

Sluggy