The trials

There is a clear sky today, with some light fleecey clouds on the edge and it is quite warm today. Earlier, I picked Cindy up at Griffin Tech and tried to make my gasoline dollar stretch a little further, which was clearly impossible. Once upon a time, I could fill the tank of her 1998 Ford Explorer with about $25.00 worth of gas. Today I placed twenty dollars worth of gas in her tank and it came a little bit over 1/4 of a tank. We are still getting screwed by the major oil companies.

I spent about $40.00 on Tuesday in my Toyota driving around North Georgia. I drove up to Cumming, then over to Canton, up to Calhoun, over to Blairsville, down to Gainesville and Monroe, then finally back home to Griffin. The last forty or so miles between Monroe and Griffin, through McDonough, were the real pain. It wasn't until after I had passed through McDonough and past the congestion on Ga 155, just past I-75, when I could finally relax and enjoy the road into Griffin. It was past 5:30, almost to 6:00 before I made it home and I didn't feel like going in to the office for one more time to check messages.

That night, I talked Cindy out of take out from our favorite Mexican restaurant, and headed over to Buffalo's where I purchased the roughest, toughest chicken breast sandwich. I could have lost a tooth trying to masticate that bird. Fortunately, the following day saw me in the drive through at Chik-Filet, where I was served the polar opposite chicken breast sandwich. Thank God for Mr. Cathey.

Last night we were going to eat Mexican, but the parking lot at El Toro Loco was completely filled with May 5th celebrators. Nothing like the Battle of Pueblo to bring out the tequila and cerveza crowd. It is the South of the Border version of ST. Patrick's Day.

I am now tired and am looking forward to a pleasant supper out with Cindy, Momma, Frank and Maggie before the southern Baynhams head back to South Florida. I hope I hear from them soon.