The car is making a new sound this week, so I left it with the mechanic again today. It needed a couple of motor mount bolts that were mysteriously missing anyway, but now there is a grumbing sound whenever I turn right, only after the car has warmed up a bit whether by driving or sitting in the sun, and usually when turning right.
Yesterday we went with Lisa and David to her parent's house to have Thanksgiving dinner with her family. It was a great meal. Lisa got praise for her bourbon pecan pie, which everyone in her family said was the best they'd ever had. Monster was delighted to look at the collection of turned wood objects at the house. I brought flowers and, feeling unsure, two different kinds of bread purchased at The Bread Garden - a nice country bread that was used for dinner and a loaf of olive bread, which I was sent home with because it was uncut and they said they had too many leftovers anyway. Lisa give Monster a slice of the excellent pecan pie to bring home. The evening was spent watching Love Actually on TV, after which I retired to the bedroom, leaving Monster to watch cartoons until he fell asleep on the couch.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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