Reisterstown is Another World

Like everything else, it’s not like it was thirty years ago.  Even in the middle of the day, it takes forever to get down main street.  And they drive like it was DC rush hour.  What happened to the friendly little town I once knew?  Believe me, three days was long enough for me.  This morning, I drove to downtown Baltimore to pick up my grandson.  Mom and Dad were both working.  Again I was surprised at the amount of traffic for a Saturday morning.  And talk about arrogant!!  I am so glad that I live in lower slower Delaware.

When I got home this afternoon, I did the dishes.  My husband hadn’t gotten around to it.  My son had given me a little George Foreman grill for my birthday and Doug wanted hamburgers.  Of course we didn’t have any rolls.  And, of course, he had had a beer, so, of course, I had to drive.  We wound up going to two stores and spending sixty dollars and, of course, I had to make three U-turns on Route 13.  And, of course,  I had a sick headache by the time I was ready to cook.  I hadn’t eaten since 8AM so I had a little macaroni salad and slowly counted to about fifty.  I was finally able to cook.  My son loves his and I must say that the burgers were very good.  I had mine with guacamole and ketchup and sautéed mushrooms and onions and, of course, macaroni salad.  And, of course, I used actual ground sirloin, not that 93/7 ground beef crap that Wal-mart now carries.

And another thing!   I am not at all happy with the changes at Wal-mart.  I have to drive twenty to forty miles to buy fabric now and the notions section looks like something I would expect to see in a Seven Eleven.  And what happened to all the great kitchen stuff they used to have?  I could find whatever I wanted.  Not anymore!  I guess these items are now ‘beneath’ them.  They did one thing that I do like.  The electronics are now in the back corner and not in the middle of the store and in the way.

Time to go knit.

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