Monday, March 12, 2012

I took a vacation day last Thursday so that I could go with John to his liver specialist in Worcester. It was a gorgeous day. Almost 70 degrees. But I felt like shit. I felt so bad that when John asked if I wanted to go to Savers -which is this Salvation Army-type chain store- I said No. That's how bad I felt. So bad that I didn't even finish my fries at Five Guys. Y'all, I am not the kind of girl who doesn't finish her fries. I'll finish my fries and yours too if you don't keep an eye on them. So we went home and I proceeded to become violently ill. It lasted for a while. I had a fever for a few days. I'm missing 36 hours out of my life. It was ridiculous. Today is literally the first time I left the house since that trip last Thursday.

I did manage to finish reading The Witch of Hebron and watch four episodes of Downton Abbey. I'd been saving them up to view all at once because I'm not a big fan of that cliffhanger-tune in next week bullshit. I got through four episodes and then discovered that I'd neglected to DVR the fifth. Gah! Now I can't find it anywhere on the internets so I guess I'm stuck on the edge of my seat until Netflix decides to toss me a bone.

1 comment:

Tonya said...

cajun fries? love them. glad you are better chica. wish you could have finished your fries. i'm a fry girl too. sometimes i will pick a place to eat just based on the fries they serve.