Morning woodies.

 

What's up with your dog Tracy? You have one go missing?

 

Mornin, Mark the First and Chester.

Greg and Mark2 put the hex on me, had to go to the grocery store with Momma. The usual lament, just 2 of us and the bill was $159.

 

$159? Chingao!

 

Tracy, you're never a downer. We all wish you the best outcome in the search for your pup and whatever elase is going on.

Sorry about the jinx, Mick. We just got back. $115 but we didn't buy any meat.

 

Chingao is right and thanks for the laugh. One of my Mother in Law's favorite expressions.

 

I try not to look at grocery bill if at all possible, all it does is **** me off. I usually wander off at let momma pay the tab.

 

Greg, I'll second your Tracy comment, he's one of the most upbeat posters here.

We did restock some freezer items, mostly meats, in the event the temp dips below 55 degrees. That is Sherri's threshold for emergency rations.

 

I like it, too! I think it means "Golly gee willikers!"

 

I speak mostly gringo but golly gee willikers, I believe you're right.