Good Thing Hick Didn't Pick Monday to Go to the Ends of Missouri to Fetch His FREE Ramp

Monday morning dawned bright and cold. Actually, it wasn't full dawn when Hick left home, after knocking the ice out of the dog dish and filling it with water. Our first hard freeze.

"It's supposed to be really cold today. And the wind!"

"I'm not worried. We have heat in the flip house."

"I just meant on the way. But it's supposed to warm into the 60s later this week. Oh, and you need to get a menu from the Senior Center. I can't tell you what your lunch is today. The old menu stopped on Friday."

"They're gonna be closed tomorrow. Veteran's Day."

"So get a menu today! I need to know when they're having Reubens. I hope it's not TODAY!!!"

"I'm pretty sure it won't be today, Val. But I'll try and remember a menu."

It's now 11:30 a.m. on Monday as I'm typing. An hour ago, I got a text from Hick:

"Reuben today I'm bringing two home"

Well, that was a close one! If we missed it, that means another month until a Reuben!!! I really hope Hick DOES bring home the Reubens. Usually, he tells me he has to call ahead and order them. I guess maybe he went by early, to do something at the apartments, and found out. Because normally, lunch isn't served until 11:00.

This might be the most exciting thing to happen to me all month! A surprise Reuben! I am wondering what dastardly shenanigans The Universe and Even Steven might have up their respective sleeves...