Elvis has left the building. . .

OR. . . we have left the area! We spent the last couple days closing up the storage condo and checking out last minute things for the apartments, paid the fall taxes (OUCH!) and said goodbye to our managers and Terry's uncle. We headed south and at Claypool, pulled off the road at my sister's woods. She came out to get me and I went back to Mom and Dad's to say goodbye.

We continued on and at Wabash stopped at a grocery store to get a few things. We were trying to decide what to have for supper. We don't eat out much and our camp for the night is out in the country, so we were trying to think of what to have. When our refrigerator went out, I was able to save all the meat, but some had thawed too much to refreeze, so I finished thawing it, cooked it and froze it back. Among the meat was a couple pounds of ground beef and a pound of ground venison. I mixed those two and made up three meatloaves. I partially cooked them, then cooled and froze them. Talk about a perfect meal after getting off the road for the day. It was already to finish thawing and cooking and we each had a baked potato to go with it. It was perfect!

Tomorrow we see both of Terry's cardiologists and then on Thursday morning we head toward New Castle for our yearly round of physicals, etc. Always glad to get that behind us.

Once that is over, we head to Camp PullTab for some more Alaska trip planning before heading to Florida to see Brandon and Megan.

Till next time. . .

Dale