Seldom these days do I splurge. I have my finances under tight rein, and I focus on sustaining this unconventional life I’ve chosen. Every now and then, however, I’ll treat myself to a beer at Crooked Creek Pub or a burger at Carolyn’s Razorback Ribs.
Sunday morning, I had a hankerin’ for a breakfast delight I hadn’t enjoyed in quite some time, so Smudge and I headed up to Flippin.
Casey’s is known for its “breakfast pizza” — cheese, sausage and scrambled eggs on a regular crust. I bought a slice, drove to the nearby city park and savored every bite.
Well, not quite every bite. Miss Smudge got bits of crust, as usual. She doesn’t beg, but she is expectant (pictured).
My Heeler is patient. She never complains. Good girl. And she knows that when I treat myself, I treat my loyal companion. Always.
We made our trip early, of course, arriving at Casey’s before 8am. It was a grayish morning, but beautiful nonetheless.
I devoted the rest of my day to small tasks around the cabin. Cloudy, breezy and wonderfully cool, it was the perfect time to open the windows and air-out the place.
Just a great, simple Sunday. Life is good.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.
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