Mostly about naught

This is the post I meant to write on Monday. So, consider it that, OK?

I've had a lot of fun watching the progress of my ice melting 'snake'. I don't know if it served the purpose of melting the ice, but it sure kept me entertained.

I drove Rob to Havre de Grace on Monday. It was my first time seeing the town. It's on the Chesapeake Bay and the 'downtown' is really old with lots of Victorian houses, Bed and Breakfasts, and small shops. The 'main street' looks like it's suffered over the years, but like a lot of towns, they're working on revitalizing it. I can't wait till nicer weather to explore. We went to a diner for lunch and guess what was first on the list of specials and what I talked about wanting in my last post? Reubens. I didn't even have to look at the menu. It was the best Reuben sandwich I've ever had, served open face with perfect fries. The waitress, Kitty, younger than me, called me sweetheart and honey. It was great. I took out my camera to take a picture and Rob was surprised. He learned something new: I take pictures of my food.

I could write more, but I keep on getting side-tracked, so I'm just going to quit here. Tomorrow I'll write more. I'm sure that maybe I'll probably do that.