It's a warm and cozy home out in the country. I have a big comfy, antique bed to sleep in. There is a fridge in the garage full of Yeungling. Barkley will be sleeping with 4 cats. Pandemonium may ensue.
I had to work a long day yesterday but when I rolled in there was this incredible smell in the house, homemade beef in peppered gravy with vegetables that had been simmering in a stoneware dutch oven with 2115 secret herbs and spices. Mr. B. is a great cook and I knew it would be good after a long day, especially with the cheddar garlic biscuits Midwest Chick made.
Some dinner, some conversation, a little lab therapy with Barkley who like us, missed Schmoo the lab greatly. With a small sip of whiskey and a long hot bubble bath, I was off to sleep.
We started out early with a big breakfast at Viking Chili Bowl (best breakfast and fastest service in Valpo).
Then it was off to the Dunes Rifle and Pistol Club Gun and Knife Show at the Porter County Fairgrounds. The gun show was busy, but not as packed at entry last year when we got there right when it opened. Last year it was unexpectedly cold and Midwest Chick and I didn't have warm coats. Mr. B. offered warmth and we snuggled up, one under each arm as we waited in line a half hour. There was this older gent behind us who said "I can't get my wife to go to one of these things and he gets TWO women".
I came home with a new firearm, of course, this one here with Barkley a little Kahr in .40, perfect for the pocket when I didn't want to have a .45 strapped on while just puttering around the yard and made in the USA. There were all kinds of things to look at. There was antique and modern firearms, military relics swords, knives, ammo. Mr. B. found a Remington model 788 in .308 and needed to remove the scope, which he didn't purchase. He went to another booth and borrowed some Allen wrenches. Another fellow said "they just gave those to you to use and didn't know you? Wow, everyone is so nice here!" Mr. B. said, "we're all armed".
Everyone we met was informative and friendly and several sales were made, but not to the guy who was quite polite but tried tried to sell me a gun with "I sell lots of these (pointing to a tiny little .380) to women."
At another booth, I got a handcrafted knife with a handle made out of a railroad tie for Partner in Grime. He's across the planet somewhere dealing with something cantankerous, so I wanted him to have a little souvenir from the show. Midwest Chick, as well, got a couple of really cool knives.
Where I somehow I ended up as a booth bunny.
Jim Shulls knife booth. His knives were modern and primitive at once, with detailed and caring workmanship. Midwest Chick bought one. We'd been walking for a while and my knee was starting to really hurt. As Midwest Chick was finishing the transation, they both saw I was hurting and he offered me a chair next to him. When I sat down, Midwest Chick laughed and said "adjust your jacket', indicating I needed to show a little more cleavage. We laughed, and I said "I'm a booth bunny?" and we all laughed but within a few minutes his booth had new customers "Where'd she come from?' two gentlemen said, as they stopped to look at his knives. Jim laughed, winked at Midwest Chick who was looking at some things across the aisle and said "I think someone traded her for a knife, how am I going to explain this to my wife?
I said. "I said the magic words, you have a chair and I have beer!" (OK, I didn't have beer but they chuckled). Jim made some more sales and Midwest Chick and I wandered off with a wave, my knee ready for round two of the days adventures. Thanks Jim, I'd never been a 'booth bunny" before and it was really fun, even for 15 minutes! His knives are really cool folks, so check out his website.
There will be more fun tomorrow! Right now there are homemade hamburger buns to make, and meat to grill.
Because it's never a trip to Midwest Chick and Mr. B.'s without a visit to . .