Has it changed? Or is it me? I used to like Dr Pepper. I’d get it when we stopped for fast food. Since I retired, I have plenty of time to cook so I hadn’t tasted it much in the last few years. A few weeks ago, we were out doing errands and I was rather tired so I stopped for burgers and I got Dr Pepper. It seemed weak, but I thought it was from all the ice. The other day, Doug picked up a case of Dr Pepper at the supermarket. He has always been a Dr Pepper fan. He said to try some. Even straight from the can, it did not have the burst of flavor that I have come to expect. It’s kind of—–boring. What happened?
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I decided to work on my quilt this afternoon. I needed to lay it out on the floor so I folded up my cutting table so I would have plenty of room and light. Zip took this as a sign for a photo op so here you are. Maude could have cared less.
I forgot to take pictures of my gloves, not that I have gotten that much done on them anyway.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 