A few days ago I planned to head out early this morning for Paia. I wanted to go to Mana Foods. Parking in Paia is always difficult, so I was going early to beat the crowd. I did. I got a good place to park–without parking illegally at the bank–not that I would ever do that.
I decided to go to Des Ami for a crepe and a cappuccino. Closed. At eight-o’-clock. What time do hippies eat breakfast? So, I walked down to Anthony’s Coffee where there was a crowd around the counter. I ordered a breakfast croissant, which was extremely over-priced and boring.
It was big. I had to give up eventually, but not without picking off the bacon.
Then I walked back to Mana. I was looking specifically for four things: PG Tips tea, little lavender chocolate bars, decent white chocolate, and Silk nog. I found the tea. Apparently they no longer carry the NEWTREE chocolate which had the “TRANQUILITY” lavender variety. I wanted a decent white chocolate for melting because past experience has taught that white chocolate chips don’t melt well. I looked and looked all over the chocolate wall, which is right inside the door and everyone is frustrated trying to get past. I thought maybe I would find Ghirardelli, Scharffenberger, or even Cadbury. I finally found Lindt–the only plain white bar they had.
I ended up spending less than $30–which is much less than I usually spend there. It barely covered the bottom of my bag.
I got my tea. But, can you believe that there was no nog? It’s unacceptable. I just knew I could get some there at a good price. I love the Silk nog. It has fewer calories, and significantly less sugar than real nog and it is tasty–with and without a little splash of something. I can get it at Down to Earth or Safeway, but last year was much cheaper at Mana. I’ll get over it.
I came home to these miscreants, who are forbidden to touch, lick, chew, crawl under, or otherwise mess with the tree. Any infraction results in a good water squirt. Just look at them, acting all nonchalant: We’re just looking at it. We’re not touching it. Not to be trusted. I bet with a dog, you just have to say, “no.”
The tree went up last night. They were banished to the lanai during the putting-up. Now they want to chew the branches, and lie under it. I won’t have it. So, when they are unattended they will have to stay on the lanai. I don’t think they’re finding this “the most wonderful time of the year.”
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December 22, 2009 at 6:21 am
I didn’t show Bill the pictures of the bacon.. remember when he would eat your bacon after church at Mom’s? He still chuckles over that occasionally.
Your poinsettia is pretty.