Saturday

I am spending the weekend in Salt Lake.  The sun is out but is kind of cool.  I have been running errands.   I deceided to make a meal in the slow cooker.  Beef cubes, sweet potato, onion, beef stock and a few other things.  I cook a lot but have really never used the slow cooker.  In fact I did not even know where our slow cooker was.  I looked all over but couldn't find it.  I called the Lovely Sharon in Palm Desert and woke her up to ask where the slow cooker was stored.  I don't think she was particularly thrilled that I woke her up to ask about the location of the crock pot. She told me it was in the hall closet.  It was a very short conversation.  Any way, I found the crock pot and I loaded the ingredients.  After about an hour I went to check on it.  I felt the side of the pot, but it didn't feel warm.  I took the lid off and looked inside but the ingredients looked the same as when I put them in the pot.  I know I put it on low, but it did not seem to be doing anything.  I looked at the swtich and realized that I had not turned it on.  That was dumb.  So I turned it on.

Then for some bizarre reason, I watched women's curling at the Olympics.    Despite curling  being a goofy game and undoubtedly should not be considered a sport, I was totally into it.  The US women were playing the Russian women.   These players (or whatever you call curling participants) were fantastic.  They had strategy, skill and they did that sweeping stuff.  What is that about.  When the Russian women were sweeping in front of the stone they were screaming.  The Americans did not scream at the stone.  I don't know if it is better to scream or not to scream.  Since I don't speak Russian I don't know if their screams were words or just screams.  It makes you wonder what they sound like during romance.  The US, with no screaming, won.

After the curling excitement I went to the grocery store.  I was walking down the aisle that had the cleaning products and paper goods as I was looking for paper towells. Since the Lovely Sharon is in Palm Desert, I could buy any brand of paper towell I wanted (see August 17, 2009 posting - "The Boss").    I was looking at the paper towells as I was  pushing my shopping cart.  I was not paying attention to a display stand in the aisle that had about 200 hundred kitchen sponges on it.  I knocked over the display and now there were about 200  scouring sponges on the floor.  My first words were "Oh sh*t."  There was another fellow in the aisle who obvioulsy thought this was one of the great things he had seen in his approximately 21 years of life.  However, once he stopped laughing he was kind enough to help me picked up all the sponges.  The sponge stand looked kind messy but it was standing up and all the sponges were in it.

I got home and unpacked the groceries and put salt in the water softener. Sharon's mustang convertible had not been started since October so I  got it going.  I used the battery charger and it started right up.  It had the nice puring sound of v8 engine.

The Neighbor's Dog got his treats from me and now I am just hanging out in my leather chair in the Bud Cave.

I was dusting a coffee table and knocked over and broke a beautiful one of a kind vase into about 10 pieces.  See I knew there was a reason I don't normally dust.  Then I broke a ceramic glass coaster.   I should have just stayed in my chair and ordered pizza today.

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