Pre-medication Cocktails!

Dad pulled up in front of my house and loudly blew his horn a moment ago. It took me a second to realize he wanted me to come out to the car at the curb.

"Let's go get one of those big ass drinks at Circle K, I am thirsty!" my father told me. "And then we will take your medications."

"Now you are talking my language," I said as I excitedly jumped into the passenger side of his Honda.

"You taught me this," dad told me. "You can get two big drinks for $1.52. You can't beat that deal anywhere."

I was excited to get my Sobe Citrus (crack) drink.  It certainly would make my evening much more pleasant.

We got accosted by the same panhandler from a few weeks ago. He is so aggressive that it is almost unnerving. Last time, he got me flustered and I left my gas cap on the hood of my car and drove off. The clerk let him have a jumbo frankfurter hot dog and then he headed up towards the Post Office I assume to home.

I do love it when we are spontaneous like this. It really breaks up the monotony of my life. We drove home and performed my and Maggie's rituals and dad headed home.

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