I tried to send it to Tom the other day, but it didn’t go through and was sitting there on my account.
Chicken casserole is in the oven. Still raining.
Wow. How odd is that? Did he check with PayPal? There must be a reason.
A neighbor came over about an hour ago to have me order some things online for him as he doesn’t want his “personal stuff to be ‘out there,’” so he gave me the money and I will add it to my main account tomorrow and then order the stuff.
He’s a nice guy (he’s the friend of the guy whose daughter is missing) and he’s about as nice a guy as you could ever want. He’s diabetic but isn’t watching his diet and had to buy new, bigger clothes. :o[
Anyway, he will go out of his way to help people.
Oh. Where I was going before I got side-tracked, was — he bought me a Mexican dinner with chicken enchiladas. Remind me never to get enchiladas from there again. The rice was good, as were the beans, but the chicken was tough and dry. Ugh. I ate what I could.
He bought a pork sandwich for himself and I guess he had the same problem — tough and dry. I can’t help but wonder how old the meats were.