So, after clobbering myself in the head on Friday (but not in the face, thankfully), Saturday wasn’t much better. In the morning I tried to help a friend with some plumbing troubles but it didn’t go very well. When I got home and got ready to go to Lincoln, I wondered if there might be a blood drive. There was, and the last available appointment was in an hour. I frantically signed up using the American Red Cross app, then grabbed a bunch of drinks and some chips. (I hadn’t eaten lunch yet.)
On the way, I hurriedly downed two pops, a liter of water and as many chips as I could cram in my face. Usually I start drinking water the day before, but …. oh, well. I wasn’t quite sure where the place was, either, so it was a bit of a disaster. Right before I got into Lincoln, I knocked over my chips.
*sigh* At least I didn’t get in an accident. I made it to the place in plenty of time, gave away my blood, gobbled a cheeseburger and fries, went to do some errands…. then got a little tired. I went home to rest and watch t.v. for the rest of the day.
Oh, I did manage to vacuum up the crumbs. They are Harvest Cheddar SunChips, my very favorite chip, and I was a little aghast at how much grease was left on that floor mat. *jibblie*
Brad says
I just watched an internet video about chips. It said they are 30% oil. It’s best not to think about it…