I liked this day. I woke before my alarm, I have a sassy new do, work was weird, strange, bizarre, and ultimately VERY INTERESTING, Office Assistant brought in the best snacks ever, my dog jumped on my lap and licked me all about the face til I giggled, and I had dinner (kind of) alone with my husband.
Our monies attended an event wherein we all went to the local Culver’s and ate foods. You may remember I also attended one where we were forced to choke down ice cream on a sunny day? Those are the worst fundraisers, aren’t they? No cooking, no cleaning, free refills. Root Beer!
Culver’s may not be something you have where you live, so I will do my best to help you understand the love. FROZEN CUSTARD. We Midwesterners eat our frozen dairy treats all through winter. We don’t care if it’s -40, yes we would like custard. When people around here talk about custard, they mean FROZEN custard. It’s a regional thing. Culver’s serves custard, mmhm, but also every freakin thing a corn-fed Midwesterner could want. Butter burgers. Burgers fried in butter. Yes. Crinkly fries. Onion rings. Cheese curds. Pot roast sammiches. Tenderloins. (Those would be Hoosier tenderloins.) Fried chicken on a mayonnaise-slathered bun. It’s all very very good.
Tonight, I had the fish. Really I had cole slaw, some fries, and the insides of fish — Sadie got most of it. Sadie wishes she could go to Culver’s to help clean the kitchen floor.
They’re not paying me anything, I’m just tellin you, is nom. I didn’t get any custard, because honestly, I have a pint of their custard in my freezer and that means I can have it any time I want. That last party pack came with a complimentary cooler one can take back and use to get more party packs. It’s like they know we’ll be back. Again and again.
(I guess you could go there and order soup and salad, but I dunno why you would do that when you could get a party pack… but I bet the soup and salad are yummy, too.)
The Mister and I sat alone in a booth while the teens sat with their teen friends. I tried to get a picture for my prompt of the day was “corner” asking us what was around the corner, but Moo wouldn’t cooperate, put her hoodie on her head, totally not willing to be shared on Instagram. Some other kids were into it, so I took a picture of not-my-kids instead.
Aww! Thanks, Kids.
Anyway, then I stopped and took pictures of the doors, cause, well, life is busy, but it IS Thursday!
Doors, meh. Thursday, yay!
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