Accidental Homesteader
…a funny thing happened on the way to the bar
I Was Doing Well… and Books 3, 4, and 5
But crises interfered. We are back at the hospital again. You know how time flies when you’re having fun? Well…
The actual clock in our room. At least it is a private room.
We left the hospital on Monday, stayed in the hotel and then went home Tuesday. Tuesday night, the Husband went back to the ER. I followed him to town the next morning and went back to the hotel. Hampton Inn for all your medical support needs! God, I miss the waffles. *shakes fist* Damn you celiac!
Update on time, still 10:43.
Spent the day with the Husband. During the first stay, I read a mystery about a murder and missing persons. Reasonably good.
During the second stay, i read The Westing Game. Made a critical error early in the word game so was off. But it was interesting.
Started another book (Foucault’s Pendulum, Umberto Eco) about three intellectuals who create a conspiracy theory on a computer as a joke, only for it to get out of control and get people killed. Quite the Quaint story. Quick Query: Can it still Qualify as fiction? Perhaps, a seQuel is in the works?
What do they say about stopped clocks?
Anyway, the perils of small town dining is that pretty much my choices are crappy Mexican food (my stomach isn’t great either), Chik-fil-a (I’m a heathen – no hate chicken for me), Arby’s (not that hungry), or god help me, Applebee’s and Chili’s.
Not really.
In other Arby’s news, @jonstewart is now on the Twitters. He follows one account-Arby’s.
After dinner, more HGTV. Renovation shows and house hunting. My two favorite things to watch in hotel rooms.
Hopefully we can go home tomorrow for good. This stinks.
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