So, I came inside, and started the rig up - at least I know the engine still starts right up

Uncovered the scooter - rode into town and bought myself some treats - let's see, dark hershey kisses, a bag of the mini 3 musketeers, a box of Little Debbie brownies - yep, I was totally OUT of chocolate LOL - that was not gonna be. OK, I did buy a few other things - like some fruits and pork chops and tuna, etc. Scooter needs to be covered back up - but the groceries are put away (can't get too many on the scoot

OK, so this afternoon, I'll take the golf cart that was loaned to me this week and Peaches and I will hit the beach for a bit. I'm giving this golf cart a workout while I have it. Peaches loves golf carts and will be totally disappointed when it's owner takes it back, probably Monday - but Tuesday after work, we leave for 3 days, so maybe when we get back she'll have forgotten. Nah - not gonna happen. She'll be giving me those SAD eyes - but, NO I AM NOT going to buy Peaches a golf cart. I'm NOT, no I am NOT. Doth I protest too much? I am going to have to work harder at getting her to ride the scooter. She'll sit on the flat part between my feet, but as soon as I start it, she bolts LOL - is so funny to see. I have to work with her on it, but haven't spent the time. But a golf cart pulls in our drive, or even goes past, and she runs and jumps on the seat like she's entitled. Silly dog.
I'm a ramblin' - hope y''all don't mind. But I did have the best intentions of taking the rig for a ride. Really, really I did.