Sunday, June 12, 2016

A hanging pool noodle and Prenatal vitamins

We're returned to our regular uneventful lives now that we're back from Las Vegas. I finished the work week on Thursday and Friday after our trip, then enjoyed some sleep catch up time this weekend.

Today had a somber note as I was saddened by the mass shooting incident in Orlando, Florida at the gay nightclub Pulse in the early morning hours today. 50 people killed, another 53 injured. Gay nightclubs are one of the few places that gay people can congregate to be their authentic selves. I guess we live in a world now where there are fewer of those safe places to be. It seems to be the work of a lone wolf terrorist. Ironically, I saw the photo of the guy who is responsible earlier today and he's a pretty good looking guy. He probably fit right in as a pretty boy when he went to the club even though he had a deadly hatred for the gay community.

As for tonight, Anthony and I took our usual Sunday trip to eat and to the grocery store. We dined at Culver's and shopped at Walmart Neighborhood Market.

On a side note, next weekend is projected to have historic heat in this area with temperatures from 111 on Saturday to 115 on Sunday. We have a swamp cooler (evaporative cooling) in our house and when it gets that hot it will be cooler in the house than outside but won't have the same comfort level that air conditioning provides. Anthony will hate it, I kind of like it warm. Extreme heat often causes power outages so hopefully we won't have to deal with that.

Anthony at Culver's.
Our order number is my IQ.

Anthony's custard which had Reese's peanut butter cups
and extra peanut butter syrup

I had a crispy chicken sandwich and fries

All gone!

Skippy now makes Graham Cracker P.B. Bites.
Anthony loves these things.

While we were in Vegas, Brandon told me that he can't find
Taco Bell bottled sauces in any of the stores.
They seem to have plenty in Tucson.

Muffins left with the Crunch 'n Munch.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

A Poof football left with the charcoal.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

A pool noodle hanging from the rafters of Walmart Market.
This will come in handy if the store has a major flood.

Zout Zout let it all out.
These are the things that I dream about.
Or maybe this was named after another song...
You make me wanna Zout kick your heels up and Zout

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

If you squeeze a lot of joints
this is what you get.

Yoooooo Anthony!
I found something for you.