Eating out

We had Holy Communion again this Sunday.  Afterward we arranged tables in the basement to prepare for next Saturday’s garage sale.  We even had some items delivered and brought them in.  We then went to Asheville for lunch with Brent and Susan.  We went to a seafood restaurant to which I had a coupon.  We were to spend at least $100 to receive $50 off.  Naturally we thought it would be a high dollar restaurant.  It wasn’t.  We had to buy almost $50 worth of cake slices to go.  Evelyn will share them with the ladies as they price the items for the sale.  We came home and enjoyed some Bailey’s.  We just spent the evening watching the Olympics.

Monday is geezer day at Iron Tree, so Marty and I played golf.  Gary couldn’t play because he had to work.  We didn’t have a good day but enjoyed the cool morning.  Evelyn exercised and shopped a bit for clothes for Andrew.  We had lunch and then I showered before resting some in the afternoon.  We were going to shop at but decided to wait until tomorrow because it was to be geezer day, featuring 20% off.  Since we had nothing scheduled, we stayed home.  We had a very nice rain in the afternoon, making it easy to nap.

We went to Silver Sneakers and worked out in the morning.  We went to Belk afterward only to learn that this store won’t honor geezer day because they were having a quite a great sale.  We tried to find some black trousers for me but couldn’t find the correct length.  We did buy some things for Andrew.  We came home for lunch and rest.  Around 2 Jo picked me up to help with gathering some items for the sale.  We went to a house that should be featured on Hoarders.  We could hardly get through the house to carry out the chair she wanted to donate.  We got several other items too.  We got more from 2 others and even got some from out house.  We finished early and I came home to shower.  We met the new neighbors, the Galloways, and welcomed them to the neighborhood.  We then drove to Asheville for dinner at the Corner Kitchen.  Whatever I had set off my sphincter, and I had to leave the restaurant to spit up.  It was the worst attack I have had in years.  It lasted more than half an hour.  We drove home and spent the remainder of the evening.