- We drove to Lieper’s Fork Saturday afternoon to have lunch at Puckett’s Grocery. I was hoping for an experience that would bring me back but everything was average. The first two employees we spoke with were incredibly welcoming. (I loved that you got your own drink before paying.) The third employee harshly explained that they didn’t have the potato salad I ordered. (I misidentified the chicken salad in the cooler.) She quickly swapped it out for sweet potato fries but still had something up her ass. My burger didn’t have the cheese or bacon I ordered but did have the pickles and mustard I didn’t order. I sucked it up. It would be a great place to ride a bike to because the area is beautiful but I probably won’t be back for a while.
- I rode 36 miles today around TSU, down Belle Meade Boulevard, through Percy Warner (hills!), up Music Row, down Lower Broad, around LP Field, past our old apartment and past an apartment I want to live in.
- I enjoyed seeing trick-or-treaters but not those without a costume. I would have given them something lame if they came to my porch. “This ain’t candy!” “That ain’t a costume!”
- Our grocery checker complemented us this evening on our cotton grocery bags folded and stacked neatly. It felt good to hear someone appreciate an obsessive compulsive behavior.
- Tuesday will be the first opportunity to find out if I need to change the accent color of our baby blog.
- I’m renting the 24-120mm f/4G AF-S VR for the wedding I’m shooting in a couple weeks.
