My stepson Austin and his girlfriend are most likely on the road by now, heading down from Indiana for an extended weekend visit.
Consequently, Maria took today off and we’re doing our grocery shopping to lay in supplies for the visit.
I hung in with her at Sam’s Club but begged off of the Kroger experience, opting instead to get some coffee next door at Books-A-Million. It’s the first time I’ve been in BAM in months, but nothing much has changed.
It’s sunny and warm and I’m tempted to go for a motorcycle ride as soon as we get home and get the groceries put away. I’m eager to run out the 8-month-old gas from the tank on the K75S and replace it with fresh fuel. I think the guys at Grass Roots put fresh gas in the tank, but I want to be sure before I throw fuel stabilizer into the tank and let the bike sit idle for extended periods.
Maria wants some cooking wine for the weekend – something you can’t buy in this dry county – so I’ll probably ride over to the Missouri bootheel and Mr. T’s.
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I love these rather benign, kind of voyeuristic bits of someone else's life. Don't know why exactly, but they make me feel more human. Thanks for that. : )
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