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February 27, 2007
I got yer meat right here, buddy
Today I decided to wander on to Clovis so I could buy some magnets for my tin obsession and finish off a Wal*Mart card from xmas. Nice little trip to get me out of the house, ya know. Anyway, so when I get to the office to switch the pickup for the car with the hubby the UPS guy catches me. "Is that Gordon's pickup?" he asks, to which I respond in the affirmative. Seems he has a steak deliver for us, and wants to know if I'll just take it there or if he should just take it on to the house later that evening. (Sometimes this small town living is kinda handy.)
See - the hubby got one of those Omaha Steaks advert thingies that was apparently such a great deal that he couldn't resist getting it. I for one couldn't care less and wouldn't have bothered since we already buy frozen delivered flesh via Schwann. But whatever, he can do whatever he wants.
So when I got home from Clovis I figured the meat would have been waiting for me in the garage, but it wasn't. A little surprising, but I guess Mr. UPS had a busy route today. He just showed up a few minutes ago - with not 1 but 2 big styro cooler deals full of grub. Our freezer is now full of dead cow (and some dead pig, a few dead fish, and some seriously dead potatoes).
Me? All I want is the dry ice it came packed with.
Posted by damyano at February 27, 2007 07:45 PM