Susan Dennis (susandennis) wrote,
Susan Dennis


Growing up in the 50's and 60's in North Carolina, there was not a lot of food variety. I never heard of pizza until I went to college. I thought all Asian food was chop suey. I knew about Mexican food because I had relatives in Texas and Oklahoma that we used to visit. But, we did not have any of it in North Carolina and, therefore, it was exotic.

But, the most exotic were avocados. I loved them and they were rare as cultured pearls. I actually never lived anywhere where avocados were even routinely available until I moved to northern California in the late 80's. I finally could buy as many as I wanted any time I wanted and most were even ripe or close to it. I was in heaven. But, even then, they were pricey and still kind of are so I don't buy them always.

Grocery Outlet nearly always has them on sale 2 or 3 for $1. And I cannot resist. Yesterday was not only 2 for $1 but the bin had both ripe today, and ripe later. So this morning I had avocado in my breakfast burrito... YUMMMMMM.

I just got a text from the post office. My replacement Pebble is coming today instead of tomorrow! Sweet. And we have a new carrier who's been dropping our mail before 11 am every day which is kinda fun.

And... speaking of mailing or not mailing.... I did not mail the check to the mortgage company. I sent the money via my bank who reported Wednesday that the check was delivered. (An event trail was a very good reason for using the bank instead of just dropping it into the mail.) But, CitiMortgage has yet to cash the check. The money is still in my account. So this will be my stress into next week. I'm sure it will all work out but what a PIA.

The Seahawks play across the street on Sunday. I'm not at football fan at all and I'm really not a fan of football fans. They are loud and drunk and dirty and leave the area in a shambles of trash and bodily fluids/solids. Especially when the team is winning. It seems so mean to hope they have a losing season but, honestly... They were here first and I need to buck up and know that this, too, will pass.

I do need to remember to hustle on home Sunday after my swim and get the car safely into the garage before it gets really bad.
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