Weekend.
I have to say I am rather pleased with Bubba's portrait so far.
I worked on it today and found it was all falling into place quite easily.
I feel that he is almost looking at me from the painting now.
It needs to dry quite a bit before I can continue.
At the very least he needs whiskers.
The weekend.
Friday evening we always grab something to eat while we are out.
Nothing dramatic, just some chips in the mall, or a sammidge or noodles.
This time we went to Noodles for noodles.
I ordered that which I generally order which has no meat or peppers in it.
I don't eat meat and I can't eat peppers.
Oh dear...it was one of those days.
Philip said the girl had a problem understanding him when he placed the order.
I remarked that it would be interesting to see what I got then......it is always mine.
When it came, the server announced our dishes, which were correct - that was a good start.
When I tried eating mine, however, mine was not.
It was a completely different dish and it was full of peppers.
I would be very poorly if I ate that.
Philip grabbed it and took it back. They promised to do the right one this time.
This, of course, meant he would be eating his while I waited I don't mind that but he does.
I waited, and waited...and waited.
Eventually, it came out with a flourish and she announced it proudly.
It was the right dish but they had added chicken to it. Loads of chicken.
Back it went. The manageress came to see me, full of apologies.
By now I had gone off the whole idea and told them not to try again. She said they had new people in the kitchen who were still learning,..,blah, blah,,blah.
I didn't make a fuss. I just told her I didn't want anything and she refunded the cost. They also gave us two awful rice crispie, sticky, yukky bars by way of a treat.
The possum seems to like them.
Saturday we stopped for brekkie at our favourite brekkie haunt.
Again, I asked for what I always have and got completely the wrong thing.
Apologies were made and a proper eggy sammidge appeared. They also gave us the first, wrong one to take home.
My our possum is doing well this week.
Saturday evening I was taking no chances and cooked a pasta bake. At least if I cook it I stand a fair chance of actually getting the right thing.
Lastly, I saw this sign outside a local veterinary clinic....
YOUR PETS WILL LOVE US - WE SHIH TZU NOT !!!
Well it made me chuckle anyway.
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