If I ever sit in a public park with a hankerchief on my head held in place by my sunglasses, you will know that Nancy has officially given up on me.
Monthly Archive for May, 2010
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I wonder what significance these geometric shapes have? I recall wasting many hours in geometry class doodling with my compass and coming up with all kinds of neat designs.
When the Spirograph hit the market and Nancy’s little sister got one, I would incur Nanc’s wrath by making her wait “just a few more minutes” before we left for a Saturday night date while I finished my “artwork.”
Nancy didn’t find enough rubies to get decked out in leather. She “only” came out of the Sheffield Mine with 16.5 carats. They are currently soaking in a acid bath (Diet Coke) to remove the dirt she didn’t wash off on the sluice.
She sat on a wood bench for 5 1/2 hours and sifted through four buckets of dirt. (Them’s pails to you Northerners.) Her fingerstips are swollen and cracked.
OTOH, I floated down the Nantahala with hardly a care and only an occasional burst of energy. Class III rapid at the every end was a BLAST.
Hooked and already planning to attack the Ocoee River next.
Looking for Leather
Waiting and Waiting at Paul's
Today I may die.
I will be whitewatering on the Nantahala River while Nancy is miles and miles away slaving away at the Sheffield Mine.
I hope she finds a bucket full of honker rubies and sapphires. I expect a lavish funeral – if they can find my remains.
Last evening after looking for leather all over the Cherokee nation, (or what’s left of it outside the Casino) in NC, Paul’s Restaurant was recommended to us by the Comfort Suites check in dude.
“Just next door to the Dairy Queen.”
We should have picked the Dairy Queen.
What is a word slower than SLOW?
What is a word rip-offier than RIP OFF?
Use them for Paul’s.
I wanted the special Rabbit hindquarters. The waitress said it was $10.99. Ninety minutes later it arrived along with Nancy’s fried shrimp. We ordered dessert immediately.
The waitress brought the check but not our dessert. We decided to skip it since we didn’t intend to spend 120 minutes for dinner.
I took the bill inside to pay. The $10.99 had been changed to $16.99! I confronted the cashier as I handed her my credit card. She swiped it and handed me the slip to sign that had charged me $16.99! When I asked her, she replied “it is what it is.”
I mumbled something about ripping off tourists because she knew we would never be back and how we never did get dessert. She never looked up.
I told her to explain to the waitress that she just cost her the tip, made a big ZERO where the tip should go, signed and left.
Shop at Nancy’s; Don’t Eat at Paul’s
If I’m not back soon it’s because I’m still floating down the Nantahala in or out of my funyak. Look for the woman wearing lots of rubies and sapphires and leather in the nearest casino.
We can’t remember the last time we actually took a vacation by car from home.
It’s at least two decades ago!
One look at the picture reinforces that we normally pack for flying.
We have taken some great road trips, but they all started with a flight!
Luckily it’s just the two of us and we took the wagon, so aside from shoving clothes in suitcases, everything else was just shoved! Yes, we need that much toilet paper. Apparently there is a one roll per week limit at the condo we rented.
The plastic storage box was sitting in the dining room for a week. We would pitch random things we were sure we needed but would probably forget if we waited. From sunscreen to Spanish Nuts is in that box; LED flashlights to Fibre One breakfast bars; four bottles of Oliver red wine to bug spray.
BTW: toiletries, and all the other stuff we may need in the way of emergency goods, is in a smaller storage container. Which was in the bathroom all week.
We did remember to pack very small one “motel” suitcase for our one overnight on the road.
But I had to lug in the plastic storage container of “toiletries.”
