Yesterday was Mark's 53rd birthday, a beautiful 90 degree day, not very much like fall at all. Mark wanted me to join him for breakfast at Bubbalou's BBQ, justifying his huge sausage and chees-laden omelette with the quick morning walk he took. I am not wild about eggs (especially restaurant cooked eggs), and had a bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich on wheat toast and a glass of water. I got the mayonaisse on the side so I could control the amount they slathered on my toast. I'm not on a diet, but I don't want to be any fatter. I should be on a diet! We got home and looked at the many yard sales, as our neighborhood was hosting the semi-annual event. Having just returned from NC and spending a catch-up week working, the date was once again inconvenient for us. I'm glad. I don't like doing garage sales!
We went to the big hardware store and Mark got a new weedeater gas string trimmer. We looked at Christmas decorations in the store, and were happy to not want/need anything, but it sure was pretty. Next, we went to the mall, specifically JC Penney's, where they have a tall man department. Momma and daddy sent Mark a check, and he bought a new belt (it's an annual birthday purchase) and two shirts. Finally, we swung into Costco for some groceries. $75 later, we went home with meat, fruit, vegetables, and a pumpkin cheese cake for Mark's birthday. I am glad we have enough groceries on the shelf to sustain the minimal purchase we made, but I still need cream cheese. Sure, Costco sells that, but who wants a wholesale club-sized vat of cream cheese when you just need an 8-ounce block?
Last night our sons Robert and David, girlfriend Audrey, and Mark's good friend Kevin and his wife joined us for dinner at Olive Garden for dinner. I had shrimp mezzalunas, the first thing you see in that link. Yummy. The kids left and Kevin, Marisa, Mark, and I went to Congo River Golf to play miniature golf and feed the alligators. It was so fun. Guess who won? Yep, me. I was so much fun, but the most interesting of all was feeding the alligators. You get a little wooden fishing pole with a thick string and a plastic point on the end, which a slice of a hot dog is pierced on. Oh the gators come alive when they see that! Don't get excited, they were all small; about 2 to 3 feet long. When we got home, we all had a slice of birthday cheesecake and reminisced a nice day.