Pirate's booty tastes like sweat and poo

I seem to write most often on the weekend. I suppose that's because it's when I have the most time to do it. It's certainly not because a lot more exciting stuff happens on the weekend. My life isn't that exciting in my non-working hours.

I spent another four hours today in the 100 degree heat doing yard work. It seems to need the most work during the summer when it's the hottest. One of my co-workers asked the other day why I don't pay someone to do it. I'm stubborn, and don't like paying for something that I can do myself. And, a little bit of exhaustion, heat stroke and sunburn is worth it to save a few bucks.

Anthony stayed home again today when it came time for our usual Sunday dinner out and grocery shopping trip. I had dinner alone at Arby's and then hit the grocery store. It's never as enjoyable going alone as it is going with Anthony, but he's getting ready to start back to his job at the school district and now has a second job with the Pima County Library and needed the time to get ready for the week ahead. My solo trips to the store will probably become more frequent as he manages his way through some long work weeks.

This is where Anthony would have been sitting
at Arby's if he came along for dinner.

My angus beef, three cheese, and bacon sandwich
with curly fries at Arby's

Thomas Limited Edition Salted Caramel English Muffins
I've eaten English Muffins that brown before but that
was because they were in the toaster too long.

Finally! Little Debbie Zebra Cake Rolls (which are awesome)
and Zebra Brownies have made it to Walmart
Neighborhood Market

Hostess Milky Way and M&M Brownies.
The Milky Way brownies topping looks the same
when it comes out of one's butt

I'll bet a Pirate's Booty tastes more like sweat and poo
than it does aged white cheddar.

Someone ate some chicken out of this package
and left it with the garbage bags.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooo.

The chicken eater also had dessert.
A few of these ended up on the floor and looked like
someone had stepped in poo.
Nooooooooooooooo. Ewwwwwwwwwwww.

A salad left with the Oreos.
A customer obviously made a wise decision.
Noooooooooooooooooooooo.

A pickle was left with the Oreos.
Also a wise decision.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooo.

I bought these Choco Chip Oreos.
My co-workers like to try these limited edition cookies.

Roundup weed killer left on the floor of the store.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.