Sunday's Story

I was up off and on all night, but officially got out of bed at 7:30 AM. I reheated the coffee and had a cup while I stripped the bed. I put the bedding in the washer and checked out the windows. The snow is still sitting on the evergreens, bird feeder and so on, so we don’t have any wind. I took a few photos and posted the best two for you. Then I made some scrambled eggs, topped with cheddar cheese.

The next load of laundry was the main bathroom’s rug and my white terrycloth bathrobe. When that load went into the dryer, I remade the bed. Then I shaved and showered.

Speaking of my bathrobe, it’s about totally shot. It’s worn through in several spots and the left underarm is ripped apart. But there is nothing that compares to putting it on when it’s fresh out of a warm dryer!

I was concerned with getting out of the driveway and wondered if I should call that old guy again. My neighbor did his driveway, but not mine (I KNEW I should have baked them some cookies or something). So, about 11:00 AM, I got my hat, gloves and warm coat on and headed out.

Now, I must confess, I had another ulterior motive. I’ve been watching these damn Kentucky Fried Chicken ads for several weeks, touting that they won the Zagat survey for the best fried chicken. There a little chicken place just east of here on Plymouth road that makes better chicken, but I guess the Zagats (it’s a man and wife team and I’ve seen them on TV) didn’t make it to Redford. Anyway, to celebrate, KFC is selling a 10 piece bucket for $10.00 US.

So, I been jonesing on some original recipe KFC. I got out the car and ran it out the driveway (I think the fact is was just above freezing helps pack it down) and headed down to KFC – about a mile away).

I asked for the special deal. He asked what sides I wanted. I replied, “It comes with sides?” He said, well no, not if you get just the special but if you get the meal it does. I said I just want the special in original recipe. He said we don’t have enough original recipe chicken, so it would be a 20 minute wait. I said, what are my options? He said he had two breasts and two wings in the original and he could give me the other six pieces in either extra crunchy or grilled.

Now, I’ve had the extra crunchy (it hurts my mouth) but never tried the grilled. So, stupid me, I said okay, make the rest extra crunchy. I paid my ten bucks and headed home.

When I got there I went in and out of the garage, widening the track in the driveway. Then I went in and ate three extra crunchy drumsticks for lunch. They did hurt my mouth, so I peeled off the coating and ate them with some salt.

I did the weekly website back up. Then I started to clean the house. I screwed off yesterday (although I enjoyed it) so now I must pay the piper. I dusted, I vacuumed, I swept, I mopped, I cleaned toilets. I finished up around 5:00 PM.

So, I started supper. I peeled some russet potatoes, cubed them and cooked them. I steamed some frozen sweet corn. I warmed up a chicken breast (original recipe) in the microwave. I debated opening a jar of chicken gravy, but then decided against it. Butter, salt and pepper will be fine on my ‘taters.

Speaking of potatoes, mashing them was a bit tricky. I had pitched the soured milk and had only one egg left. So, I mashed them with the egg and some sour cream. I plated my dinner and went in to watch the news.

The chicken was excellent, the corn was corn (and I love sweet corn) and the potatoes had a nice “tang” to them.

At 7:00 PM, I went out and put that Texas Two-Step bean soup into five four-cup containers (I told you it made a lot of soup). Four went into the freezer and one into the fridge. I couldn’t make the black pepper and bacon drop biscuits I wanted to eat with it as I didn’t have any buttermilk.

I went in to watch my usual shows and found that NONE of them were on tonight. I watched a couple taped shows and then, disgusted and grumbling, I went to bed at 9:30 PM (WAY too early).