There’s a stump off the back porch that Lisa decided she wanted to turn into a ‘Hobbitt House’ with a tin roof, door and windows with a little picket fence around it (I’ll post before and after pictures if I don’t fuck it up too bad) so we went to the Walmart for materials. As we were walking in she poked me and said “Look to the left, NO DON’T LOOK LIKE YOU’RE LOOKING, YOU ASSHOLE” and when I looked anyways because I’m an asshole I’ll be damned if there wasn’t a lady midget walking in.
Fuck me running, she was right. Made my day, it did. The only thing that would’ve made it better was if I’d had time time to make a sign that said ‘You must be this tall to ride this ride’ to tape to her shopping cart.
And I’ll be damned if she didn’t follow us all around the craft section. I’m serious, every time I turned around she was there. Luck of the Irish, I had me own leprechaun following me around.
After we did our shopping there, we went to Midgett’s Diner on Hwy 52 for dinner – all you can eat at the buffet for $6.99 where I stuffed myself on catfish, green beans, cheesy taters and pickled okra.
The first time we went to Midgett’s there was fish listed under the ‘seafood’ section of the menu. I asked what kind of fish they had thinking it was maybe salmon or cod and the waitress looked kinda sorta confused and said “Um, catfish”.
Catfish. Seafood… Only in Tennessee…..
All righty then.