Do You Want Fries With That?

So, it occurs to me as I'm writing this that the title will be somewhat amusing in light of the first story I'm going to tell - I actually chose it because of the second story. ;)

Quickly, what we've been up to for the last few weeks - I've been working like crazy. I still love my job, but I'm definitely glad that tax season doesn't last all year. We also took a quick trip to Durant for Easter, I somehow got my name on the slate to be voted on as Treasurer for our neighborhood association (guess that's what I get for not attending the meeting and sending my husband alone!), said husband got asked to be on the board (that'll teach him!), and our basement has started flooding again. We have a plumber coming out to run the camera on Thursday so we may be getting a new sewer line now after all. Ugh. That will put off the storm windows for a while which is unfortunate since our windows hemorrhage air. Oh well. We also discovered a new restaurant here - Oklahoma Station BBQ. We can get a coupon every week for a free entree when you buy one...for about $9 we can get FOUR meals because the portions are so big that we share one and take one home to share later. And the food is pretty tasty! If you go, the ham, turkey, and smoked sausage are my favorites, and the mac and cheese is a pretty tasty side.

On to the stories. A few weeks ago when we were in Durant (I don't even remember what we were there for) we had to make a trip to Wal-Mart (not my first choice of places to go but whatever). I'm already surveying the fine citizens that are in the store when I notice that the mother/daughter pair in front of us is digging change out of thier pockets, their handbags, their shoes...wherever they can find it. Then I catch a movement out of the corner of my eye - I look over just in time to see the cashier sticking her finger in her nose UP TO THE SECOND KNUCKLE. As if that's not gross enough, the people in front of us choose this time to hand over their money. So, the cashier proceeds to roll the "treasure" in between her thumb and forefinger WHILE she's counting the money (I believe this is what my niece Abbey would call a "ball booger"), then, she places the money in the cash drawer and oh-so-casually, EATS THE BOOGER! Yes, I'm serious. You can't make this stuff up. I mean, did she really think that no one would see her? Ugh.

Now on to the reason for my subject. I don't know what made me think of this the other day but I was reminded of one of my Hertz trips to Canada. While there, we kept seeing "poutine" on the menu. I never ordered it but we finally asked what it was and the response was "french fried potatoes with gravy and cheese curds on top". (Apologies to those with a weak gag reflex.) Really? You eat that???? No thanks, I'll pass.

I think that's all the wisdom I have for this evening. I need to hit the hay so that I can get into the office early for one last busy day before I take a break. Hope everyone is doing well.