This afternoon while John was up at the dealership office, Fred and I were hanging out in the RV when a couple walked up to the door and started to open it. Before they could go any farther Fred the guard dog scared them. When I got to the door they apologized and said they thought the RV might be for sale and wanted to look at it. I guess the dealership takes RVs in on trade and has them on the lot from time to time. I told them the RV was not for sale but I would sell them a Ford truck. They were local people out looking at trucks and campers. Before they left the lady gave me her phone number in case we needed anything and said they live two streets over.
Before we knew it supper time was upon us. Luckily we have propane to cook with. I scrounged and decided I would throw something together. What do you get when you throw together sauteed garlic, onions, ranch style beans, diced tomatoes, chili seasoning and angel hair pasta?
Tomorrow my dad, Bob, is having a heart test run. Dad our thoughts and prayers are with you. Love you.
Laugh everyday. Happy trails. Stay safe.