Not Much To See Here

 The weather could not be more perfect.  63 to 88 is right in my wheelhouse.  It's perfect for walking before the sun comes up, trying to work off a little of that 2.5 pounds Mr. Cooper has put on.  

Then, once I'm wide awake, HE goes back to sleep on the couch.  It's just not fair!!!

The rest of the day was less than exciting.  I tried to clean up the house a bit more since company was coming.  I checked the camera from the night before, catching this just as I got home.  Notice there are now TWO shadows following me across the patio.  I guess this is going to be the norm from now on.

Company arrived around 1:00.  The plan was ... well there WASN'T a plan.  I've got nothing.  There is absolutely nothing to see here.  I was way too tired to be the good hostess, so basically we just sat in the living room for four hours.  I watched a little rodeo, company spent time on her phone.

I tried not to be a clock watcher, but it's hard for me just sitting there.  At long last we headed out to the lodge for dinner.  She was thinking calamari ... I was thinking shrimp scampi.  As we arrived, a gentleman came out the door ... one who recently asked for a donation to a Civil War project ... and asked if I was a reader.  

Sure I said, as he handed me this book with a request to do a review when I was done.  Okay, though the subject is far from what I would EVER pick up to read. 

We got a drink from the bar and sat at our table.  From there on it was a blur from the food coma.  There's nothing to see here because I completely forgot to take a picture.  This is all you're getting today ... an ugly mess of food dumped into a to-go box.  I wasn't going to waste one WONDERFUL bite.  For our lodge to produce this kind of a meal is just amazing to me.

The scampi was over the top delicious, with the best baked potatoes, followed up with perfectly cooked asparagus.  The problem was I was stuffed to the gills from the huge salad bar with homemade potato salad, clam chowder soup and those garlic bread sticks I love.  

What's that piece of chicken laying there?  We met friends Kathy and Nick who had four huge pieces of chicken each.  They passed one on to me.  

I was full and miserable when we got home, so I sat on the couch and speed read the little book.  It's an interesting concept, though I'm not sure how safe hydrogen fuel would be.  Apparently he wrote it maybe two years ago?  Much of the world has now changed, so it's not as relevant.  

Add to that the cost of setting up fuel manufacturing, not to mention fuel stations across the entire country, and I think it would be a futile attempt at lowering costs. They say it is "safe" but highly flammable, meaning if there's a leak, your house will blow up?  They are not clear on that point.  

Hydrogen engines for trucks and cars would have to be built, hydrogen engine mechanics trained, it all seems a little crazy to switch over when we have more gas and oil reserves than most.  At least in my neighborhood, our current energy producing manufacturers will never switch over, causing themselves a huge loss of moolah.  They would have to charge us double or triple, just to come up with enough money to manufacture it, making the consumer price through the roof.  Maybe many moons in the future when I'm dead and gone.

That's it ... that's all I've got today.  I'll try to do a little better ... maybe even take a picture or two of Hobby Lobby, because that's where we are headed.  Yes, I've leaving my credit card home.