An Ol’ Broad’s Ramblings
Pleasant Afternoon
After church, we all went out to eat lunch. Nothing to brag about on that subject. What is it about restaurants in Tennessee? Is it that difficult to put the prices on the ticket so we can figure out, at least roughly, what the tip should be? Noooooo…..they will write down what you ordered…sometimes, and let ya guess! Sheesh!
For the first time since we moved here, we finally decided to drop Jr off and take a gander at the local flea market. Hmm….. best way to describe a large chunk of it…..imagine a garage sale, full of stuff nobody wants, and you’ll get a good picture. There were a couple of “upscale” sections. I actually bought an armadillo hand made from seashells. Ok, tacky, but it was cute, and only $3, and I really needed another dust catcher.
There was a guy there who was selling ammo. I’m trying to imagine a flea market in Wisconsin with an ammo salesman……..nope…can’t do it. Unfortunately, he was out of what I need for target practice, so we might go over there next weekend, just to check. Good prices, from the reaction the Mr gave. We had a nice conversation about the UN, which evidently he’s not a fan of either. Hint from the salesguy….buy your ammo before the end of this month cuz it’s going to go up, again!
We did more looking than buying. I have enough stuff to set up my own shop of stuff nobody wants. One difference…my stuff, at least, is clean! With a pleasant sunny, 72 degrees, it was nice to just walk around for a bit, without icicles or raindrops falling off my nose. 
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