I don’t post on the weekend very often, and I don’t have anything profound to share on this particular Saturday other than some photos from the week just past.
After two weeks, I’m becoming quite the accomplished bookbinder:
This is a book made with my own widdle hands and the new Tall Jeans book binder machine. The couple pictured are Paul and Gina Somebody who were married this past May. I’ve been gluing their smoochy selves to photo books for two weeks, and I have to tell you, I’m a little sick of them. If their photo wasn’t eventually going to pay my quarterly health insurance and car insurance, I’d probably be drawing mustaches on them by now.
In addition to all that bookbinding, I also had to spend a day in the “Home of the Whopper” to do some fancy pants soda machine training. Awesome group of trainees, which doesn’t always happen. Also, the customers were nice and friendly.
What you may not know is that BK has gone and got themselves some new fries:
Normally, I would not be tempted at all, because I
despise am not fond of BK’s regular fries. (They coat perfectly good potatoes with some godawful batter!) But I confess, I was curious. Not enough to spend 250 calories on a value-sized order, but curious still.
I was also hungry. There was no Subway sign in sight, and my other option, Wendy’s, was located next door. It just seems rude to walk out of my customer’s restaurant to patronize another one. No matter how tasty their half-sized Apple Pecan Chicken Salad with Pomegranate Dressing might be. So I decided to go with Plan C (used only once before) and get a Whopper Jr.
But then I heard a man order a “fry burger” which I’d seen advertised on another sign for $1 and promptly forgot about because I wouldn’t be ordering one. When I saw that it actually was a regular-sized hamburger with lettuce & tomato and just a few fries poking out, I had myself:
If I got the fry burger with the satisfries, I could taste the fries without having to buy a whole order! And then I could report back to you guys, which would absolutely, totally justify it as both a business expense and an exercise is proper journalism! Not to mention that I’d save about $1.50 along the way. It was practically ordained that I should have the fry burger!
As you can see, the manager allowed the satistution, and I ordered a fryburger! I took one bite of the complete assemblage, didn’t see the point, and pulled the fries off to enjoy separately. I also took the top off the burger to compensate for the four-and-a-half fries and also because the burger patty was seriously tiny (maybe a scant two ounces?) and the bun overwhelmed it.
The satisfries were pretty tasty actually, but then I’m a sucker for crinkle cut. They’re crispy and light tasting, and my small serving was the perfect size to go with my open-faced tiny burger. I’d order it again if I had another Plan C day, and I’d enjoy it, but you’re not likely to see it in my regular or semi-regular rotation.
I don’t believe I showed y’all my new den rug (pardon the mess, I was rearranging stuff):
My den floor has been displaying its naked parquet for a while now, but rugs are expensive. Plus, I have a slight decision-making affliction that make sit difficult to choose. Despite that, when I spotted this 9×12 sisal rug at a neighbor’s garage sale for $20, I quickly decided it was perfect for the next year or ten. It’s not comfy on the feet and it lacks punch until my floors get their darker stain, but it helps define the seating area. Money well spent.
I found an even better bargain today, while out on my walk:
Wooden ladder curb find! And I only had to carry it a half mile or so!
I was going to carry it overhead so I could poke my head between the rungs and use my shoulders to carry most of the weight, but it was already separated into two separate ladders. So it was the one in each hand method instead. I worked up quite the sweat carrying those things home, but it was worth it. Once I get them cleaned up, one will be repurposed as a towel holder for my bathroom and the other will go on the patio to hold…something that comes to mind later. (If I only had higher kitchen ceilings and a bunch of cookpots, I’d have myself a nifty potrack.)
And that’s the week that was. Mundane, but in a really good way. Here’s hoping next week offers more of the same.
I hope you’re having a great weekend! Be sure to stop by Monday for this month’s AIM post!