I'm sorry ND.

I maybe without confusing Ops manager for a little longer . Yesterday he was limping and I went in the back and a coworker was reading from her phone and saying "it says Seek IMMEDIATE MEDICAL ATTENTION you need to go to the ER now". His lower leg was swollen and purple (I didn't see it) and he had a blood clot condition so she was concerned it was a blood clot. Ops manager finally went and I saw him later he said "it's only cellulitis and I have an antibiotic and I'm supposed to stay off my feet". And yet he was in here this morning. But everyone was telling him to go home.

I've ordered my grocery pickup for Tuesday and will precook everything in advance, travel to Bonita Springs, and warm it all up again. Super basic menu. Turkey, stuffing, potatoes, cranberry relish, mac 'n cheese, and roasted beans and sweet potatoes. The peeps on the other coast are responsible for pies and whatever else they want on the table.

I'm just exhausted these past couple of weeks, but cooking doesn't tire me out. I realized this week that I made tasty dinners for Brendon 4 times and never ate any of them because he eats later than I do, and I just had a snack earlier in the day. Only one evening did I partake in the same dinner.

That's crazy, askye! Have a little respect for the body parts, dude. That stuff can turn ugly quickly.