Who is Telling on Who

Day one and I have survived quite nicely.... but the left over pizza didn't.... In the midst of getting things organized for Carl's departure this weekend we had pizza and there were left overs left in the pizza box on the coffee table in the TV room.... there was also a can of almost empty coke on top of the box as well... while getting some things for my trip to the TV room yesterday afternoon I heard an odd noise so I went to check... nothing out of the ordinary... and Mr. Kodak was down there rolling his golf ball around... so I went up to get my stuff... when I went to go sit down I happen to kick a can which had laid nicely upside down leaving the remainder of the coke all over the floor... I cleaned up the mess and went to find something to watch on TV...

My two dogs tell on each other when the other does something... and it was Maggie's turn... she continued to move around the room and then come and look at me... of course I was not paying too much attention to what was going on until I turned around to put something in the trash basket that is next to my chair and found Mr. Kodak having a great little snack on the left over pizza... he actually knocked the can off the top of the pizza box got into it and grab himself a piece... it must have been driving him crazy... so I checked the box found another piece left there and gave it to Maggie who was probably not telling on him... but whining because he had something that she didn't...

I didn't sit around waiting for phone calls telling me that Carl had arrived at the airport or at Slave Lake... my afternoon was spent going out shopping with mom which is something rare... which is always nice... get alone time with her... which is something that is very rare with everyone around now a days... I am hoping that Roger is feeling a little better today because yesterday he looked and was feeling like heck....

Being alone there is not too many times I know what I am going to have for dinner... it is usually a wing it meal... what ever is in the house but Sunday we had a seafood night.... we picked up a bag of clams... each a small lobster, some shrimp and scallops.... I guess I knew that Carl was not going to have any of the good stuff while he was away and thought it would be nice to have it for kind of his last meal for a while at home... but while we were eating I started to put a little of everything a side thinking I had not had a quick chowder in a long time... and that would be great for dinner Monday night.... the only two things that were missing for this was cheese and 2% milk... and I picked up both on the way home...

I am wondering if Donald's ears are still ringing this morning because after cooking the onions and warming up the fish I sprinkled the cheese all over it and then started to pour the milk into the pan only to realize that the milk was coming out in chucks.... my chowder was spoiled... it had to be thrown out... I am glad there was no one around namely Donald the owner of the store I got the milk from... I know it was not his fault but it was his milk have to blame someone... I ended up with a bowl of chicken noodle soup for dinner while all that wonderful tasting seafood sat in my trash can... and Carl I know you are reading this so stop laughing it is not funny... LOl

Have a wonderful Tuesday guys... I am off to start my day... Joanne