Easter...?

Kinda quiet. Dinner in the car, to be honest.
Brenda's immune system isn't really up to 'out and about with random people' status.
We've seen week-after labs before. We already know this to be true.





I had Naf Naf, she had Noodles and Company.







We'd gone out the week before while her white count was a bit better. It wasn't what you'd think of as a fancy spot (actually, it was Mystic Lake) but it WAS the spot she'd missed the most up until then.







Here's another pic from last weekend, where she had a meal at Culvers.
The Big Deal about dine-in there: There's no good option for gravy-dipping fries in a car.

W-irk tomorrow. Looking forward to un-fucking my caseload.
Hope they're looking forward to thank-you donuts of commensurate quality to their backup work.

There IS one person who's very, very good at helping me. BUT she won't eat them anyway. So there we go.