Oh my gosh, I knew the perfect fall weather would not bring us one more day of it. It’s five in the afternoon and the humidity is creeping in. We had worked hard outside yesterday; today we had a lazy morning and then headed to Mankato. Dennis’ lil’ red pickup needed an oil change. When we drove in to Jiffy Lube, they checked our license plate and knew in a flash what the pickup needed per the mileage and what we had done in the past. Dennis always lets me visit with the computer fellow. The reason being that Dennis might just blow one of the items off and say “We’ll take care of that next time.” Not this Grammie. If the vehicle should have something checked . . . it gets done right now while we are here and not at sometime when we are stranded on the highway. When the young fellow who looked like he could be in 8th grade said the serpentine belt showed a crack . . . that’s all I needed to hear. Wham, bam, let’s get a new one put in. I remember when Kevin and Kersten got stranded due to one of those all important belts breaking. When I am not able to do repair things myself, I rely on having it done and “tell me what I owe.”
Of course we went to Culver’s. Dennis likes their fish sandwiches with an order of a chocolate shake. The shakes are made with a frozen custard mix making them like dessert that you can suck up in a straw. I may take a salad but today I had a burger. Neither one of us order fries at this stage of our eating out. Less mobility may mean less to fill us up. Well . . . that’s how it was today. Tomorrow may be a double order. Stick around older people as they can be quite entertaining.