He has a harness that locks into a seat belt extension into the back seat (I've a four door truck). From there, he can poke his nose up front, get a pat or a drink, but he can't go flying anywhere in the event of a sudden stop. The seat belt attaches at the shoulder point of harness, as well, to prevent injury.
Normally he just lays on the seat and sleeps after I've picked him up, but since I'd been gone a lot, he spent the drive home next to me, occasionally stretching out as far as he could go to see out the front window.
Are we there yet?
I've got a couple things in my bag, gifts for friends. Midwest Chick and Mr. B always pick me up something in their travels, and I try and do the same. Tam and Roberta X usually get silly T shirts and Partner in Grime and I try and get the tackiest souvenirs possible for one another (with the occasional really cool gift). I had to look hard to get him something as good as this little gem he brought back from a recent trip.
Remember that old retro Tootsie Pop Commercial. . how many licks does it . .
Try that with the. . .
How Many Licks Does it Take to Get to the Center of. . . OW! Son of a &#^@!
That's a REAL scorpion!
Phone calls were made to let everyone know I was home, and it was time for some chores - off the automotive variety. In Junior High I fought to get into auto shop. They wouldn't let me take it. Said I had to take "Home Ec". I had been doing all the cooking and such since my Mom got cancer, I didn't want to learn how to cook and sew buttons. I KNEW that. I wanted to learn some useful skills. I was struck down. I was the kid that got sent to the principals office for reading muscle car magazines behind my history book in class, I was NOT the girl to get excited over sewing an apron.
To the Administrators at my Junior High. Learning how to make stewed prunes has never once kept me out of trouble, saved me money, or got me a date, I'll have you know.
So this weekend, some chores, including new brake pads on the truck. And a little note to the folks at Napa. If a lady comes in with brake pads pre-ordered, tells you the supplies she needs (including speed bleeders) and whips out her Platinum card to pay for it and hands it to you. . .
(1) don't suggest she needs separate speed bleeders for the front and the back lines and
(2) don't ring up the sale and hand her credit card to the only male at the counter and ask him to sign for it because certainly she couldn't be buying auto parts for a truck.
Most firearm retailers have gotten the right idea, now it's time for the automotive shops.
That taken care of, it was time a little clean up around the place.
Tonight there will be friends over and there will be Guinness burgers. The patties are shaped like little red blood cells, with a small dent in the middle, and the edges a little rounded. That keeps the patties from turning into little footballs on the grill, all puffed up on the middle and shrunk around the edges and way smaller than the bun.
At least that's my theory.
The burgers were transported while the Guinness for basting and a ale for drinking was tucked under one arm, plate in one hand, implements in the other. DO NOT FORGET THE LAWS OF PHYSICS. If you bend over to set something down, beer will spill.
Dinner Guest - "What happened".
Me - "Immutable Laws of Physics"
Dinner Guest - "That's alcohol abuse you know."
We paused for a moment of silence.
The burgers- 1 and 1/4 pound ground choice (you want a little fat to help hold these burgers together), 1/4 cup Heinz chili sauce, 1/2 tsp minced garlic plus a few small pieces of chopped roast garlic, a few shakes of black pepper, 1/4 cup Guinness, slightly less than 1/4 cup Knorr French Onion Soup Dry Mix (about half a packet) and 1 generous CAPful of Scoville Brothers Hot Sauce (Singing Smoke variety). Mix and grill, basting with remaining Guinness as they cook.
They are incredibly tasty and juicy, good plain (my choice) or piled with tomato, lettuce, onion, smoked cheddar and a little garlic mayo, whatever toppings folks want. There's tortellini and pesto pasta salad and little martini glasses full of ice cream, honey and strawberries if any one wants dessert.
But soon it's time to say goodnight to get to bed and get back on my own time zone. I will go find my slippers and all will be right with the world.
Where DID my slippers go??