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I wasn't quick about getting ready. I didn't have it in me to rush. Thankfully I did have it in me to ease into prep. A trimmer cleaning of my face, a shower, then a regular shave. A bit of a break as I air dried. A shirt, then a top shirt and a little rest. Socks and some more sitting. Finally pants and boots and a final mirror review. Ugly but as good as it gets. Out the door just in time to stop at the post office. The ring was in. It fits, but only because it goes on my smallest finger. My pinkies should be smaller but both have been broken... or... such... and the scar tissue makes them bigger. I am well pleased with the ring.
I didn't think the bible would be in. The seller suggested it might not be in until the 17th. There it was. I will be reviewing it in the next few days, or when I can next focus. Should be interesting. I will be able to tell which ones I prefer quickly. While not technically a linguist, language is stronger in me than math and science, but not as art forms, as scientific means of relaying ideas. If I happen to have some skill at writing or poetry, it is incidental to my... interest in the topic. Everything comes down to language. Even math is merely a form of language, music, even sex. Never mind.
I did enjoy my evening out with the ladies. Food was quite good. Conversation was slightly assertive, but I have some issues that need tending and I, as I suggested, do not negotiate. I do not fly with my passions, or submit to the Holy Spirit without reference to the rest of the Trinity. I must have reason, logic, debate, and deconstruction. I will no more build a house based on a dowser than I will fly a plane blindfolded the first time. Hmm... after gaining some globally axial acclimation from steering a sub, I might be able to do that latter better than most, but I'm not that foolish anyway. Doing better and still being dead isn't much of an improvement. Thing is, I don't just jump. When I jump, I take the world with me anyway. It's never quite what it might seem. Be careful what you wish for.
After dinner, I did make it to the store, two stores. Groceries aplenty. I was afraid after shopping at the first store. The ticket was rather mild, as was dinner somehow actually. I have no idea how things work out, but they do. I don't have the energy to count up, so must simply trust, good or ill. I then needed to stop for cat food and decided on a coffee grinder, electric. I just can't keep up on the grinding by hand. There were only two, I didn't really compare that closely. I grabbed the one that generally looked the best. Bleh. It, I hope, wasn't the best one. It's a mess to work with. I may take it back, depending on what the other one looks like, for an exchange or flat out return if the other one is also bunk.
Ribeye was $14.99 a pound. Hamburger, just the regular stuff, was $4.99. Huh? I can't afford beef! I can only imagine what families are going through! Everything was outrageous! Splenda, the only sugar replacement I can really tolerate well, was $9.99 for five pounds? The last time I bought it, and all times before for years, it was about $5 for five pounds... doubled? Seriously? I can't afford to be diabetic! I may simply have to go back to sugar. No, I simply can't use the others. Not for general use. Pasta was on sale. Several of the things I was looking for were on sale. But some of the things I wanted were astronomically too expensive. They did have some ribeyes for $5 per in the case, but... they looked like pig-beef. All the fat was on the edge or a Nike-like-wedge, with no marbling at all. Beef chops, really. Ugh. It's come to being a peasant, making $45-50k a year? Really?
I did pick up enough cabbage to experiment with some things. Some I may just steam, adding butter, salt, and pepper. Some I would like to layer, in a casserole. Other I would like to try roasting with chicken or... such. I bought two green and one red head. Ah well. I'll keep trying. My feet are a bit sore. I have been homebound for a long time now. As little as I walked, I did so with boots on, both having boots on and walking any distance are time 'local' novelties. I hope to sleep well.
Good night.
I don't pay for ribeye at full price. I always wait for it to go on sale, which in my book is anywhere $7.99/lb and below.
ReplyDeleteThe regular price at Costco is right around there, so if my regular grocer is lax in putting it on sale, I pick it up there.
Another cut I have become quite fond of is flap meat. Not flank steak, which is tough as nails, flap meat is quite tender and very tasty. You cannot find it in most stores though. Costco happens to carry it. It runs around $6.99/lb.
What you call flap might be what I became familiar with as the eye of rib or delmonico cut, if I had to guess (there are many names for it, sort of like a very small ribeye). Those were $10 a pound. My problem is I don't get out often enough to catch sales. Heck, I only check mail a few times a month unless (usually) a package I ordered is in through the post office. I might have to make great efforts to catch the add papers and keep on top of it.
ReplyDeleteI remember when ribeye used to drop to $6.99 a pound, but that was back when it went for $9.99 at it's high. Further, when I bought a whole ribeye roast and had it cut, I got an extra dollar off the order. I would stock up and order two roasts, cut at 1 1/2 to 2 inches, for the next six months. Yeah, I'll have to look, or try... ugh!
As to the supplements... a half dozen I can probably gather over a month or two. Actually, I am just curious. I doubt if I would keep taking them. Experiments... it's something to do. I can barely keep up on my medicine and that with them free and them sending them (when I remember to call).
I'm so lame on some things. Not to brag, mind you. :p