We need bacon

Its long story, I went out with the boys to run some errands, and my wife went out to run some errands. We were all pretty confident that we had everything done and we all met at home. It turns out that we were 99.99% done but somehow smoked bacon didn’t get picked up during the shopping run.

What to do? We could have dinner without those lovely little bits of flavor in our meal or we could make a special trip to the store, hmm, well bacon free does have a certain appeal on this cold rainy day. Yet there is another alternative, we could send our oldest to the store around the corner.

It would literally be a first for him, here is a handful of money and a shopping list, but more than that it would be new for me. Let my boy out alone in that cold cruel world. Well, we split the difference on this one. We both went to the store, but I waited in the entryway, while he went in to do the shopping. I wasn’t sure what to expect as he didn’t know what exactly what he was buying. Gerauchert spec is just a type of smoked bacon. Well, during our walk this point came up so I did mention that perhaps he may wish to ask someone to help him out.

I was proud to hear that he did ask for assistance but I was a bit surprised when the task seemed to take forever. Before we left the store I wanted a quick peek in the bag to make sure that we did have what we came for. Yup, that package looked perfect then he pulled out a second package and a third. Yup, now we had about a pound of smoked bacon instead of the quarter pound we needed.

Vampire

We went to an afternoon showing of the children’s opera which was about a vampire. The show was intended for children that were perhaps aged six or older. I am guessing for a children’s opera it was well attended as there were perhaps 100 adults and children there. In the front were five panels that were perhaps three or four feet wide and had line drawings of trees, birds and squirrels.

The show was just getting started, at this point nothing had happened and none of the characters had even made an entrance. In order to simulate nighttime they started to turn the panels around one at a time, where the other side was completely black.

By the time the fourth and final panel was turned around there was a small squeak from the front of the audience. One of the little six year old girls threw up her hands and shouted “I want to go home”. As there was no real cause for such a reaction the adults simply smiled, well all of them except for perhaps the little girl’s parents.

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