Just trying to go home...

It was a normal Thursday morning until about 9:00 AM, when it started snowing/raining. It had paused, though, by 10:00 AM, when I took my walk outside.

I went home at lunch and ate another BLT. I turned on the dishwasher I had loaded last night.

I had scouted out the various gas stations in the area and, since the gas gauge was on empty (I kept hoping gas prices would go down again), I filled up my tank on the way back to work. I paid $3.98 US per gallon for mid-grade (groan).

The afternoon went by slowly (as they usually do). And, it sprinkled on and off as well. Thankfully, it was above freezing, so it was just rain.

After my afternoon walk, Vicky asked me if I wanted another chicken sandwich her mother made (Vicky had gone out to lunch and didn’t eat it). I said sure! Then she said (with some indignation) that her Mother told her to tell me she was writing down the recipe for the homemade Puerto Rico flatbread. Vicky said she told her Mother, “What? You will write it down for John but never for us?” Evy said, “No, I’m writing it down for all of you!”

[Sidebar: Good comeback, Evy!]

So, we searched around for a baggie to put the ingredients on and found one. Note: This is NOT an assembled sandwich. Each item: Flatbread, seasoned chicken, lettuce, shredded cheese, tomato, sour cream and even mayonnaise is in separate baggies. You assemble them just before you eat it and after you toast the flatbread. There is also avocado involved, but I passed on that (I hate avocado almost as much as I hate Cilantro. Avocado tastes like green snot to me!).

I left work on time but was stopped on Levan by the world’s longest train heading east. I was about a 1/8 mile back. Again, as I like to say, (as you know) this ain’t my first rodeo. So, I bypassed Inkster Road (where I’d have to wait for the train again) and got off on Beech-Daly (when the road runs under the tracks). I made the right call as I did pass under the start of the train.

When I got home, I treated the cats and changed just my shoes. I went out and cut the new piece of plastic out to fit the squirrel feeder. I cut this one out a tad wider (that was the problem with the old one). The I went out with it and a rubber hammer and tapped it down into place. Bingo! So, I filled it up again and will wait to see if the tree rats can knock this one out!!

Since I was out there anyway, I tossed out some seeds for the mourning doves and then went back inside.

I watched the news until Jake called and we chatted for a while. When we hung up, I prepared my Puerto Rican sandwich. I cut the flat bread in half and toasted it, while I heated the chicken up in the microwave. When both were ready, I put the mayo on the bottom and then added the chicken, the cheese, the lettuce, and the tomato in that order. I topped that with the sour cream (Evy’s, not mine, in case it was a different kind).

I cut it in half (it was huge) and ate it. Delicious!!! Again, spicy, but not hot.

I watched some taped TV and then switched to reading a magazine I got in the mail today until bedtime.