But, oh man, am I ever tired today.
We got up early and took off. Here to Shelton, to Olympia, to Portland (with a stop for breakfast about half way down), to Astoria (the back way), to Tillamook to the Air Museum where I donated my flight helmets from “way back when,” back to Astoria (and a dinner stop at a Chinese place), Across the bridge back into WaRshintion (where it really did immediately start to rain), to Montesano, to Olympia, to Shelton, to Home. 15 Hours. I was one tired Old Guy last night. (And I’m not even going to mention the crappy assed drivers that don’t know how to pick a speed or that play the “game.”)
Still kind of paying the price today. I am just dragged out. Barely managed to finish my usual chores. Feel really sleepy. This does not bode well for our coming trip to Tenn and Ohio.
I’ve had these helmets since forever. They’ve just been sitting on the tops of our book cases gathering dust and I just knew that, after I die, they’d wind up in the garbage or at some thrift shop somewhere; and I didn’t really want that. Not that it’d really matter to me after I die. But then I thought that I’d just donate them to the Air Museum and, maybe, people could look at them for another 100 years and enjoy.
That wasn’t bad at all. Decided to have “fish and chips” for dinner. Kind of tired of the ways I usually fix fish though. So I spread Sweet Baby Ray’s BBQ sauce on the fish and pan fried it. Not bad at all. Of course, I used the fry baby thing for the fries and they were as good as usual. Something about using real lard …
I got to pick SWMBO up at the QFC tonight. She wanted to go to MacDonald’s to get something to eat. So we went to MacDonald’s. I had a medium vanilla shake and half her fries.
Anywho, that’s it. I’m still tired and feel like warmed over puke so I’m gonna go lay down.