||[Jun. 7th, 2019|12:17 am]
As much as I'd have enjoyed celebrating D-Day by invading France, I was unable to do so. I had to go to Safeway, and there just wasn't time for both. If only France was on the route to Safeway I might have been able to at least make a quick side trip. However, a couple of the deals at Safeway this week were worth missing France for. They included eight Hostess cupcakes and ten Hostess Twinkies, all for $1.98. Adjusted for inflation that's a bit less than a third of what I used to pay for them when I took them in my school lunches back in the 1950s. Of course the reason I was willing to pay even that much for them now is because they are nostalgia food. There would certainly be no other reason to eat these things. |
As it was less hot today the trip was not unpleasant, and later in the evening I even walked over to the plaza and checked on the books at the Goodwill store and picked up a pint of whipping cream at Trader Joe's. The new hand-held mixer has turned out to be very good for whipping cream, and I will probably be shortening my life expectancy considerably with it from now on. I can almost feel my arteries clogging with every delicious bite.
Not only was the day less hot, but the evening cooled with delightful rapidity, and the last time I went out I was actually able to enjoy the luxury of shivering a bit. This is actually what it is supposed to be like around here in June. Though normal will vanish in a couple of days, I'm reveling in it while it lasts. I intend to go back outside and shiver some more momentarily. But then I must go to sleep fairly soon, as I still intend to make that bus trip to the bank tomorrow. It should be easier to sleep tonight since I won't be having the air conditioner periodically making a racket.
I'm not making any plans beyond tomorrow, since the unseasonable heat will be returning, and highs will be hitting triple digits by Monday. Maybe if I eat all of that whipped cream by Sunday I'll get lucky and have a heart attack, and die happy before the weather can cook me alive.