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Happy New Year to all my readers and friends who are checking in to see what I’ve been up to. 🙂 We did decide to forgo putting up a Christmas tree at home for spending the holiday in Tunica, MS again. We got back the evening of New Year’s Day and I’m still playing catch up with everything at home. I’ve got laundry going as I sit down to write this and will be making Cottage Cheese Chicken Enchiladas later. Today is the Packers playoff football game but since hubby is working, we’ll watch it tonight after he gets home.
Hubby grows a beard every winter!

Hubby grows a beard every winter!

Hubby had his work Christmas party on Wed. December 17th. It was also a going away party for one of the lawyers in his office who was taking a job in Hawaii. Hubby volunteered to decorate the tables and rooms for the party so I helped him pick out items for the display. We both like doing that and we used a combination of Christmas and Hawaiian items. I baked 4 dozen peanut butter cookes and 2 1/2 dozen Russian Tea Cakes. I made both from my mom’s 1950 Betty Crocker Cookbook. Everything in there is really the best. There were only a few cookies left and we ended up bringing them along on our trip.
The Babes--pay no attention to my double chin.

The Babes–pay no attention to my double chin.

We left Thurs. December 18th and spent the first night behind the Resorts Casino in the parking lot. Then checked in at Hollywood Casino RV Park for 13 nights. So we were there a total of 2 weeks and it was quite enough! We had planned to come home on Friday Jan. 2nd but the weather was turning bad with snow expected. We decided to get out a day early and beat the elements. That meant staying up until 1 am and then getting up at 7 am to get ready to leave. There is no way I’ll ever agree to spend New Year’s Eve in bed sleeping. Last year we’d been over at the casino at midnight, gambling and in jolly good spirits. This year, Mom had no desire to be in the casino and I wasn’t about to leave her alone then. So Greg & I spent New Year’s Eve watching music videos on YouTube! It was actually a lot of fun! My very favorites are Psy’s “Gangnam Style” & “Gentleman”, Pitbull’s “Timber”, Jessie J.’s “Bang Bang” and ALL of the videos by Ylvis (2 Norwegian brothers) most famous for “What Does The Fox Say.” Mom had fallen asleep on the couch across from us and we woke her to wish her Happy New Year and then I put her to bed.
Me & the dogs. Never far apart.

Me & the dogs. Never far apart.

Aside from one event a day and a half before we left (which I’ll be writing a separate blog post about), this vacation was rather boring. Greg calls it peaceful. It was a lot colder than Thanksgiving so I didn’t get outside as much. Greg still managed to get the dogs out for long walks and I went a few times. There was like 3 days straight of rain in the middle of the 2 weeks. We did hardly any gambling. We went several days without playing any slot machines at all. We watched a lot of movies on Netflix which was fun. We don’t manage to do that at home like you’d think we would. We also did some reading. I finished D.H. Lawrence’s “Sons & Lovers” which I thought was really good. Then I started “Women In Love” and am halfway through and find it dull. I’m going to finish it because I expect it to get better at some point!
Here's your Christmas Card!

Here’s your Christmas Card!

Over Thanksgiving, we got our entire stay comped in the RV park which was nice. Plus our meals free. This trip we had to pay for 9 out of 13 nights but it was cheaper to do that than gamble a lot. We also had to buy about 5 meals that were $5-7 each which isn’t bad at all. We had brought an extra gallon of milk along so didn’t need to go shopping once while there! Sadly, we now feel like we’ve worn it out there. Maybe we’ll feel differently after a few months pass. Things have changed so much since we first started going to Tunica. They used to decorate so opulently in the casinos that it would almost take your breath away to behold. Now you wouldn’t even know it’s Christmastime! They no longer play Christmas music, they don’t put up a Christmas tree anywhere or decorate at all that we could tell. They put up a huge toy train at 2 places but it could have been for any time of year. People used to dress up (at least a bit) for the holidays and wear fancy sweaters or dress shoes, etc. Now people are going around in pajama pants and hoodies. In public. To eat Christmas dinner. I had brought along some dressy clothes to wear but when I saw that, I didn’t even bother putting them on. The casinos in Tunica used to give away gifts like it was going out of style. We’d get blankets, a coat, hat, a watch, champagne glasses, you name it. Now they don’t give away anything! They do have drawings and things for winners but not to people just for showing up. It’s not like we need anything but it makes it fun. One of the biggest casinos went out of business last June. Greg thinks the rest are headed that way. It’s sad to see change when it’s not for the better.
Popsicle Art. Found in a Mississippi parking lot.

Popsicle Art. Found in a Mississippi parking lot.

We ate a lot of good southern food on the trip. Then since I’ve come home, I’ve been making a ton of cold weather meals to keep us going. As soon as we got home, the temperatures sunk down to zero with windchills 25-30 degrees below zero. They cancelled schools in Chicago for 2 days this week. It’s been too cold to walk the dogs so I’ve been home bound. I’ve made chili twice, banana bread and chicken noodle soup.
Mississippi Sunset.

Mississippi Sunset.

Wed. Jan. 7th, Mom had a bout of diarrhea. It was only a 1 day bug type thing. It doesn’t help that she can’t tell me when she feels it coming on. I have to read her body language and keep asking her if her stomach is bothering her. She doesn’t move too fast so even if I help her to the bathroom (which I do every time she goes now), she’s likely not to make it in time. She also doesn’t seem to comprehend what it is because she puts her hands right in it like it was something to play with. Gah! She went through 3 pairs of under and outer pants before I wised up and put her in diapers for the day. By then it was better and by the next day, gone completely. When I put her in diapers, I kept wondering if that’s how the elderly end up in diapers 24/7. One good (?) thing from the trip is that I was with her day and night so FINALLY her leg healed! The one she had skin ulcers on and would pick until it bled. I kept it wrapped even though it was healed. Then after we came home, a few days later, I was in the kitchen cutting vegetables and came to check on her. She was picking her leg and had got it bleeding again. 😦 It was so disheartening to me. She doesn’t care one way or the other but I felt like all my hard work was in vain. It is almost healed up again but I can’t be with her (hovering over her) every second! I have to be able to leave the room to use the bathroom myself, fix meals, do laundry, let the dogs outside, etc. If I had it to do over, I’d get a baby monitor so I could hear what’s she up to. As soon as I heard movement or rustling, I would hustle in there and catch her before she could do any damage. It doesn’t do any good to tell her to leave it alone or even explain at length WHY she needs to not touch it.

Now comes the hard part of the year. The next 3 months of the year are filled with isolation. More than the rest. Looking out at the snow on the ground, it’s so pretty but also has a bleak quality that leads one to a feeling of emptyness. I don’t know how much treasure hunting hubby and I will do. There were some this past weekend but we felt it was too cold to bother with. I guess we’re not hardcore enough. I’m sure the estate sales still had people going no matter the weather. In the meantime, I’m going to get more items listed for sale on Etsy and surround myself with things I love to get me through winter.

I have no New Year’s Resolutions. Just to get through one day at a time with my sanity intact. This was the first Christmas since I started sending Christmas cards (at about age 12) that I didn’t send any! It was one tradition I wanted to keep up. I thought it would be the be-all and end-all if I didn’t do it. Between running the home business, taking care of Mom, packing for the trip and baking for the Greg’s Christmas party, I just didn’t have time to make them, let alone address them. I’ve got to say, it didn’t bother me as much as I expected it too. I actually felt ok that I didn’t force myself to add that as another burden. In recent years I’d send out 35 and get maybe 15 if I was lucky. It seemed like so few. Now I didn’t send any and got around 15. It seemed like so many! Ha ha. I’m not saying I won’t send them next year. I might! At this old age, I’m learning things don’t have to be set in stone. I’d like to say I’m going to learn to sew and knit this year but don’t want to add any more pressure to myself. My motivation is at an all time low. What do you do for inspiration?

 

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One good thing that happened while on vacation was for the first time ever, I got “gambled out.” Since we started gambling in the early ’90’s, I’ve always loved slot machines. So has my mom and Greg. It’s always been something we could do together that had a tinge of excitement. We always limited how much we’d spend at any given session and during a vacation. We’ve often run out of money and we’ve rarely won but we all still liked it. That love affair is over. Obviously, we’ve gotten away from it the past year and have only gambled like 3 times this whole year. Hubby and I replaced that thrill with going to estate sales where we actually come away with something to show for our time and money. We always chalked it up as an “entertainment” expense and since we don’t have kids, don’t go to bars or eat out very often, we figured we could afford to do it. We weren’t addicted because we could go weeks and months without touching a slot machine. But just the electricity of walking into the casino and hearing the flashing lights and bells and whistles going off sent adrenaliine coursing through my veins. I think the secret was getting away from it for a longer period of time. Now it does little for me. Mom gets the same thrill out of playing her slot machine games online. I don’t regret any time spent gambling, nor do I say I’ll never do it again. I’m sure I will for a few hours here and there. I just have to get away from the idea of taking gambling vacations.

That was the main draw of Tunica, MS all these years. Technically, the gaming region is located 10 miles north of the town of Tunica and was known as Robinsonville. In 2005, they changed the name to Tunica Resorts but most people just call it Tunica. 15 years ago, when we found the haven of 13 casinos a half hour south of Memphis, TN, we couldn’t get enough of it. Over the years, a few casinos have closed (now there’s 9) and others have changed hands. When we first started going, the comped meals and free gifts were free flowing. We used to get our entire stay (in the RV park) comped as well as all our meals. We only had to pay for gas and gambling money. In addition to free gifts (big and small), they had gifts you could earn and free turkeys and pies they’d give away at Thanksgiving and Christmas. It was a special place where magical things happened. Then everybody else found out about it. For many years the RV park would fill up on Thanksgiving weekend and they’d have to turn people away. This trip everybody must’ve seen the weather report for freezing cold and endless rain and stayed home. We were one of only a few RVs in the park. The last few years, they’ve only comped us 3 nights in a week or two week stay. We didn’t expect anything else this time but shockingly, they comped us all 8 nights! It took us so off guard. Between that and the free food, it was almost like old times. They had no free gifts and now you need so many points to earn a gift at the one or two places that offer them, there’s no way we can get that many in the short time we’re there.

Our first encounter with Tunica was in Nov. ’98 and we had such fun that we came back for Christmas that year. It was the best New Year’s Eve I’ve ever had! We’ve spent a few more Christmases over the years, including the last few. We’ve also tried going there at other times of year like April, June and August. It was blazing hot, like stepping onto the sun. So we often end up only going twice a year and less than a month apart. It’s not ideal but it has its advantages. We remember which slot machines are the lucky ones, we know what we like to eat at each buffet, we get to see all the gorgeous Christmas trees go up. This year hubby has 2 weeks of vacation he has to use before the end of the year. We were planning to go to Tunica but now we’re thinking of staying home. It’s not even how hard it is to travel with Mom now. It’s that everywhere we could drive to would still be cold or have snow. Tunica has lost its luster due to our disenchantment with the South. I’ve always loved the friendly demeanor of southerners and their style of home cooking. It was always worth the ride just for that.

I can’t believe at one time we were thinking of moving down there! It was about 10 years ago. We drove down to Water Valley, MS (a few hours south of Tunica) and looked at a nice brick house with many acres of land. The house was super dark inside (walls and decorations) and just not my style. Hubby was enamored with the idea of owning land and not having nearby neighbors. There was even a large pond that we thought would be cool until we found out it was full of snakes! EEK. None of this really turned us off as much as the bumper sticker in the garage that read, “I’d rather be dead than be a Yankee.” I don’t know what you call it when someone’s against you not for your race or nationality but where you live. OMG. I have as good a sense of humor as anyone and if there was humor to be had in that statement, I’d have found it. Instead it just seemed HATEFUL. The other thing that turned us off is that the people who lived there weren’t showing the house. It was a handyman type guy who cuts their grass. I just kept getting the vibe from him like, “We’ve got a live one here. I need to reel in these Yankee suckers.” When I heard that it takes him and his son ALL DAY every Sunday on riding mowers to cut the grass at this place, that sealed the deal. I like gardening and don’t mind working in the yard some but I don’t want to be a slave to it. One seventh of my week is NOT going to be spent cutting the grass. No way in hell.

One of hundreds of piles

One of hundreds of piles

 

Littering FTW?

Littering FTW?

Amber hates garbage

Amber hates garbage

So even after that I wasn’t against all southerners. I’m still not but I am against pigs who litter and leave a mess for others. Behind the Hollywood Casino RV Park, next to the golf course, is a vacant field. We’ve been walking the dogs in it on every trip. There is literally nothing there but we’d walk around finding golf balls. This time when we got there, hubby went to check in and asked if they were expanding either the golf course or the RV park since there was a ton of stuff in the field. They said, “No, they haven’t cleaned up from the concert in October.” Well, in the 15 years we’ve been coming, they’ve never used this field for ANYTHING. Somebody had the bright idea to have a concert called Delta Country Jam there. It had big headliners like Tim McGraw and Kellie Pickler. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s WONDERFUL that they used that field. It’s a huge open space that would be ideal for an event like that. Too bad they RUINED it. It is FILLED with garbage as far as the eye can see. I like to give people the benefit of the doubt. I figured this concert must’ve been around Halloween and they’d had 3 weeks to clean up and hadn’t. Nope, the concert was Oct. 5-6 so it had been almost 2 months!! There had always been a dumpster in the RV park and it was now gone. There was no dumpster near the field and everything just sat in piles and randomly strewn around. It wasn’t just paper and plastic, it was metal, wood, indoor outdoor carpeting, tarps, you name it. It was cloth wristbands, banners, wood with nails sticking out, nuts, washers, bolts, screws, pipes, cardboard boxes and bags of garbage with food stuffs, rubber gloves, glass bottles, etc. It was ugly and not only did it spoil the landscape, all I could think of was the poor animals that go in that field like dozens of deer. How hard would it be to grab a dozen individuals and spend a few hours picking things up?! The fact that NO ONE cared bothered me the most. If they wait that long, I highly doubt they’ll EVER tend to it. Believe me, I understand the lazy, laid back mentality. It comes naturally to me and most folks in general. But to treat nature with that much disrespect is not what I was brought up to do. Hubby and I walked that field the whole week and did our part to make it better there. We were both so hopping mad at first about it, we wanted to get the media involved and bring light to this so they’d do something about it. Then I realized it’s not my place. I can leave and go home and not have to look at it. But I don’t have to like it and I don’t have to go back. I’m not convinced that if I singlehandedly cleaned up that entire field, they wouldn’t turn around and do it again. If I didn’t have so much else on my plate, I might’ve taken it further. But what do I know? I’m just a Damn Yankee.

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I left out so much from vacation and even now am going to quickly cover some of the things that happened. The first weekend we were in Mississippi (Nov.9-11), they had the First Annual Tunica Balloon Bash. It was hyped to the nines and we didn’t really know what to expect. Supposedly they were having 10 hot air balloons at 4 different locations (casinos) for a total of 40. They were having “balloon glows” on Friday & Sat. evenings for 2 hours. This is where they turn on the propane torches to light up the balloons while they are on the ground. It looks really cool! We were staying at Sam’s Town RV Park, across the street from Hollywood where they were hosting some of the balloons. Hubby and I walked the dogs over there and we both got some really good pictures and I put some of them on Instagram. They were supposed to be offering tethered rides on one of the balloons but it was too windy. This would turn out to be the case for the ENTIRE WEEKEND. It was basically a bust. Not only were there only about 4-5 balloons at each location, they seemed to be doing it half-heartedly. They didn’t even stay the whole 2 hours. The crowd seemed almost half-hearted about it too. There was a fairly long line for rides and when they announced it was too windy, people just dispersed and lost all interest. I wasn’t particularly excited about the whole thing ahead of time but being that close to them in person piqued my interest. I figured it was no big deal but after seeing how hard it was to control the balloons in the wind, it looked quite scary to me! I would be afraid to go up in one unless it was completely calm. Even then, I don’t know if I’ll ever have the opportunity again unless I seek it out. We drove over to the other casinos to see what they had going on for the balloon glow and it was even less! Either that or they’d packed up early.
 
There was supposed to be a balloon race on both Sat. & Sun. mornings and hubby and I actually got up at 7 am and went out to the location of the start of the race (Tunica National Golf Course). We took the dogs with us in the car over there and everybody was just standing around outside. Finally around 8 am, we asked one of the guys (Dan) who was heading to his truck and he said it was cancelled due to the wind. We didn’t bother going on Sun. morning but heard it was the same situation again. How disappointed the balloonists must’ve been! They had to bring their baskets and gear, only to not even use it. Sidenote: I would never be able to fold up one of those balloons after inflation. I can’t even get something back in the original box once I’ve taken it out. 😦 This Dan we met was one of the most friendly people we’ve encountered in the south. His father is a hot air balloon pilot and he’d come along. He does barge maintenance and repair. He’s the first one I met in that line of work. Anyway, he knew what a Basenji was (which is what our dog Ivy is) so that got the conversation going. Then we got to talking about other things in the area, etc. He gave us a business card and told us to call him that night about the balloon glow and that’s when we found out that it was too windy again. All in all, it was a creative idea and I can see the casinos and tourism put a lot of money into it. I would’ve liked to get one of the t-shirts but didn’t see them for sale anywhere! I’ll be curious to see if they try it again next year or nix it entirely. If it wasn’t for the wind, the temperatures were a perfect 72 degrees. If it’d been scheduled for the following weekend, it would’ve been in the mid-40’s!
 
This wasn’t the biggest disappointment while we were there. Saturday Nov. 10th there was a Chili Cookoff at Sam’s Town Casino sanctioned by whoever sanctions those things. It was supposed to be from 8 am until 5 pm. Every Sat. Hollywood has a breakfast buffet (the best around) for 77 cents (comp dollars). We were debating whether to skip it and go early for the cookoff. Who eats chili at 8 am?? Unless you’re working nights, that I can totally see. Instead we decided to go to the buffet early and then head over at 4 pm and still get an hour in at the cookoff. We got there and they were packing up!! It was $2 for all the samples you wanted. They woudn’t even take our money, and told us to go around and see if anyone had any left. We got 2 samples, one without beans (which to me is like gravy) and the other was stone cold. Blech! Hubby had been dreaming of this for weeks. That is one of my pet peeves that things are written/advertised everywhere that it goes until 5 pm and they don’t even stick to it. Maybe it’s our fault for coming at the tail end. This wasn’t 4:45 pm, it was exactly 4 pm. Also we noted how unfriendly a lot of these types of group activities are. The ones entering the contest don’t try to be friendly to patrons, they would rather be downright rude and carry on conversations with their competition. I’ve seen this at anything we go to where we are “outsiders”. Like a dog club activity. We aren’t members but the woman we got Ivy from has invited us to a few things. We went twice and you get there and if you don’t go up to talk to people, no one will approach you and welcome you. For goodness sake! I am not that way. I like to make others feel welcome and can’t stand to see anyone on the sidelines. In the past when we went to some parties for Greg’s work, if someone was a table alone while everyone else was playing darts or some game, I’d be the first to go up to them and chat. I’m sure the alcohol had something to do with it but it’s still in my nature.
 
Other notable things that happened on vacation? I was cleaning the wax out of the tube of one of Mom’s hearing aids with a toothpick and it broke off. Gah! I tried pushing it through with another toothpick and it broke off on top of the other one. No budging it. I panicked at first, then sat down and tried everything until I fixed it. I took the tube out of the aid and manipulated it with a fingernail until I worked it out. Crisis averted.
 
Before vacation my watch band broke. My other watch had a dead battery. So I was wearing Greg’s huge watch (he has 3). I didn’t even care how it looked but while I had the time on vacation, we went to the outlet mall and I got a new battery for the one and a band for the other. There’s a collectibles shop there that has an owner that looks like Santa. He’s always helpful and nice as can be. So put that experience in the plus column
 
The zipper on my silver grey Gloria Vanderbilt (my fave pants brand ever) pants broke. I’ve only worn them a handful of times. I was “saving” them for vacation. I don’t think they can be fixed. It wouldn’t be worth it to spend $10 to get them fixed when I think I paid $20 for them on sale. 😦
 
We got a dehydrator at the same outlet mall. We love the Kitchen Collection store there and always find something cool there. We’d been talking about dehydrating fruit, veggies and meat since getting a ton of beef jerky when we were in Michigan a few months ago. The one we got is a Presto which is made in my hometown of Eau Claire, WI. How ironic. This weekend I’ll get over to the library for a book of recipes so we can try it out. I especially want to do pineapple, bananas and papayas.
 
I’d add pictures to this post if it wouldn’t take me like 2 hours to do it. I just don’t have the time to spare right now. Thanks for hanging with me when I’ve been so scarce on here. 😉 BTW, I do realize I said “supposed to be” about a million times in this. “The best laid plans of mice and men” and all that jazz. What kind of plans do mice make, exactly? Bring on the cheese.

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I’m squeezing in a quick post before anymore time passes. We got home from our incredible Thanksgiving vacation in Tunica, MS on Friday night at 7 pm. We’ve been on the go ever since trying to do all of the things left undone before we left and trying to catch up with everything else we missed while gone. It’s exhausting. Enough to make us need another vacation! Luckily that will be happening soon enough. 😉
 
We’ve been going to the gambling mecca of the Mid-South since Nov. 1998 and have always had a wonderful time. We have to pay gas roundtrip for 600+ miles for the RV and whatever money we decide to gamble with. All of our nights in the RV park are comped (free) and so are our meals! It’s a wonder we go anywhere else. There are so many buffets to be had and we limit ourselves to one a day. OINK! They aren’t just buffets but a veritable food lovers paradise with gourmet foods, seafood, ethnic delicacies, etc. Something for every taste and palate. Unlike my mom and husband, I am not a huge meat eater. I might try a small portion but I founder myself at the salad bar and am thrilled to try soups of every possible type. This trip was the first time I tried egg drop soup and I loved it. I had it 3 times and it was delicious. My plate ends up looking white when I load it up. I told my hubby, I only seem to eat potatoes, bread and pasta. He reminded me I also love “anything covered in cheese”. I was carb loading like I was going to run several marathons. I’m also not a dessert person when I go out. I love homemade goodies but most of the buffets have nothing that rivals my own dessert creations so I’d rather pass. There was one place (Hollywood casino) that had peanut butter pie to die for! They also had cheese grits, bowtie pasta with chicken, bacon and blue cheese sauce. Gah! I could go on but I don’t want to torture anybody.
 
It was a very relaxing time. I packed a bookbag with 5 books that my friend Karen had sent me and some magazines. I love reading in bed but don’t usually do it except on vacation. I was really looking forward to it so I promptly forgot the bag at home. Boo! I had a couple free books on hubby’s ipad2 that I read but it wasn’t the same. I would’ve killed to have a couple magazines but can’t justify buying any (or any books) when I have plenty at home to read.
 
I had to buy my first package of adult diapers. (Not for me.) This was the first trip that Mom’s noticeably been worse. I had to pack for her and lay her clothes out. She’s not able to do things that she was just able to do a few months ago. She can’t sign her name well or cut her meat well. It is sad to me plus she’s not nearly as engaged or verbal as she used to be. We are going to keep travelling with her as long as we can. I hate when she can’t remember places we’ve been or things she’s done before. It’s taking a toll on me but I’m doing the best I can. When that movie “50 First Dates” came out, everyone loved it. I hated it immediately and will never watch it again. It was so sad, not a comedy to me in any way. To lose your memories has to be one of the most awful things in life. Hubby & I joke about us having Alzheimers’ since we can’t remember if we’ve seen a certain movie before or not. That all you need is one movie and every time you watch it, it’s like you’ve never seen it before. I think the worst part is I’m afraid I’m looking at my own future. There’s a good chance I’ll be the same way as she is, possibly even sooner than she was. I don’t have a daughter or anyone else to look after me….
 
Since we got home so late Friday, stupid cars were parked in front of our house. We couldn’t park the RV there, even for a few hours. We had to go around the corner and hubby had to disconnect the Jeep from the Blue Ox towing device and drive our stuff we had packed into the truck home. It went fairly smoothly otherwise. This is the first year Illinois has had a 65 mph speed limit on I-57 for trucks and recreational vehicles. For years, cars had a 65 mph speed limit and the others were restricted to 55 mph. I’m not much of a speed demon since I’m too afraid of getting tickets so I’d go 62 at most. Now with the 65 mph speed limit, I go 69-70. Just that 5 extra miles per hour adds up.
 
Anyway, I got on here specifically to talk about my town going downhill just since we left. Hubby ordered a pizza (with coupon) from Nancy’s Pizza on the south side of Park Ridge Friday night. He went to pick up a gallon of milk on the way to pick up the pizza. When he left Dominick’s parking lot, a couple (man & woman in mid-40’s) approached him. The man said he lived in an apt. in Des Plaines, IL and his roommate was drunk and hitting on his girlfriend. He wanted Greg to help them get a motel room down the street. Hubby was being funny and said he would call the cops to have them arrest his roommate. The guy said no, he didn’t want that. He just wanted Greg to get him a room. Greg said no and left.
 
On Sat. we were at Jewel getting a few odds and ends. It’s 9 blocks away so we go there often. A sketchy looking guy in his 20’s came up to us and asked for $2 to get his medication. He had a whole story memorized about how he’s not a bum, just is short of money for his meds. Hubby said no. Then we saw him approach at least 5 other people!! It totally skeeved me out. We joked that if we went around getting $2 from each person, we could get such and such in our cart for free. We should have taken him over to the pharmacy and found out if the story was true and what meds he was on (or off). All I can think of is that Park Ridge used to be one of the nicer suburbs in the Chicago area. It was somewhat affluent but not where the richest live like Lake Forest or Glencoe or even Winnetka. But it is a huge step up to me from even the neighboring towns of Niles and Des Plaines. At least it used to be. Now panhandling has come to nicer establishments and even inside. I give to charities when and where I can and don’t like to be solicited in any way, shape or form. But to have someone opening trying to scam us, makes me wonder what the world is coming to.
 
At Jewel, since Thanksgiving had passed, they had turkeys for 39 cents/ lb.!! To me, it tastes good anytime, not just on that day. So we got an 18.5 lb. turkey (that was the smallest) for $7.23 and I’m fixing it tonight. We’ll be freezing some and eating on the rest for awhile. I’d only ever made around 12-13 lb. turkeys before and this one barely fit in the pan! It’s ginormous! So I’ve got to get back to making mashed potatoes and everything else that goes with it. Such a busy time. I started the laundry but there’s so much, there really is no end in sight. Tomorrow I take Mom to the ENT doctor to have the wax removed from her ears. Hopefully, I’ll get back online to write a blog post soon. So much to say, so little time!

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