First things first. I am fine. No real changes in my treatment nor the long range outlook for my Cancer battle. The past three weeks have been filled with the normal oncologist visits and chemo treatments. There has been lots to do around Church as we get ready to celebrate Christmas and the blog has taken a back seat for a few weeks.
I have had a few interesting experiences over the past few weeks…
One of the joys of living near Philadelphia is the pretzels. I used to buy them from the street vendors. You should have heard my mother in law protest as I would roll my window down to pick up a few pretzels at a traffic light. Who knew where they had been? Boy did they taste good. Today we have a better alternative than buying pretzels off of street vendors, we simply go to Philly Pretzel Factory.
The smell inside the store is amazing. Hot pretzels at the ready. Nothing better on a cold, dreary day. A few Sundays ago I stopped and got some pretzels on my way home so I could enjoy them as I watched the game. I ate a few but there were some left over so I put them back in their bag and left them on the kitchen counter.
Monday night rolled round. I was halfway through the football game and I started craving a hot pretzel. Part of the genius of these Philly Pretzel Factory pretzels is that you can take an old, cold pretzel…place it in the microwave and bring it back to life in a few seconds. I headed to the kitchen but could not find any of my pretzels.
I asked Rayann if she had eaten the last few. She claimed she had not. I asked Nancy if she had seen my missing pretzels. She assured me she had not done anything to my missing pretzels. I hunted high and low with no success. Finally, with a hint of desperation I looked in the garbage can.
And what to my wondering eyes should appear, the eight Philly Factory Pretzels that had mysteriously disappeared! [Read more…]