Food!

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Wow was I hungry. I got in to town and ordered food at probably the only place open tonight, a real Mexican fast food place. I ordered three hard shell tacos and a chimachanga. Unfortunately, I had never seen their chimachangas before. It was about a 10 inches long and 5 inche in diameter. It was, essentially, a deep fried mongo beef and been burrito. I made it through 2 of the tacos and 2/3rds of the chimachanga, barely. I went up to the counter, and without having to ask, was handed a to-go container. I almost think I saw the hint of a grin on his face. Then he looked over at how much I actually had eaten and his grin faded. Well, that is my story. Something about bearlike people that takes the grin away from some people. I bet I ate between two and three pounds of food. And several drinks. Well, not counting half the beans and rice that comes with the entrees.

I have that little bit left for tomorrow. If it makes it. Maybe, with what I ate tonight and ready food tomorrow, I might be able to do the dishes. Doing dishes might get me back on track to eating. That does little good in allowing me to be active and yet it is probably better somehow. I also purchased a 12 pack of caffeine. That will at least allow me to be awake a bit longer and perhaps more regularly.

On my way in to town, I called my friend. He had called twice today but I was sleeping. I know he stays up until 2:00 or 3:00, so if nothing else I thought it might be polite to call him back and at least offer him a meal. He suggested that he was done for the day but perhaps we could get together tomorrow or Monday and go shooting. So be it. I suggested Monday though, as I know tomorrow is going to be rough. I need a little ramp time to get up to speed for anything at the moment.

If I do little else, I do need to start getting my home ready for company. My lady friend will be arriving early next month and I do not want to have to clean everything up in the last week. I will need to do touch-ups then, but not the whole ball of wax. As well, I need to start walking. I plan to take her to some of the national and state parks. She will want to walk for miles and miles. I would rather be ready than gimping it the whole way. I do not know how much of either of these things I will get to, but they are on my short list.

Wheat will be checked into this month. I would like to get a hundred pounds, or so, at least. It depends on the price and what I have left in the bank after bills. I would like to get some for bucket storage and some for canning in #10 cans at the Mormon food bank. They have these devices and the grains for use there. Actually, since I am having troubles getting my butt into first, I may just buy what I am going to buy there, and let them teach me how to do it. At least I know that money earned by them in the way of profits is put to use helping the hungry and helping other preppers. A cause that pays for itself is not a bad cause, at least when one owns that cause.

I sure have been dark lately. I have not truly been in a bad mood, mind you. Nor is anything I have written new, mostly. Well, some of it is new in one sense, but like digging through an onion, is anyone really surprised there is a next layer? If not in a bad mood though, I have had a few more grumpy moments. I think that is just coming down from political overload that politics can bring. Since I am not a sports fan, my highs and lows from such affairs are more regional. Although I actually think my events are smaller than those who pray at the sports idles. And, unlike even many of them, I am not nearly vested in my "heroes" as they are. All fail before Christ, sometimes most notably Christians. Not that there should not be Christians, only that Christians (it is thought and wrongly) know better so should do better. This happens in my own mirror too. We seem hypocritical (until you note that Christ suggested He came because Father saw we could not do what was needed, none of us). Then it all goes back into alignment and on I go.

Blathering again. Well, off to... do something or other until I can crash again. Good night, probably... sometime... or not.