A few months ago, Jack was a little bit off-kilter one Sunday. He seemed cranky, rumpled, and generally discombobulated.
I mean, Durel and I both certainly have days like that, but we blame it on the tribulations of adulthood. We don't generally see that, or expect that, from our feisty little ray of sunshine.
Lounging wasn't doing the trick, really. Napping didn't fix what ailed him. So, I decided that a quick trip out, somewhere, would help.
We ended up at Rudy's. We shared some brisket, some white bread, and some root beer.
Wouldn't you know? It perked us both up considerably.
I know it's Monday and all. Hope nothing discombobulates you today.
Talk soon,
Heather
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Ahhh sounds delicious. Hopefully you got him some cobbler?
ReplyDeleteI may or may not have gotten pudding. He may or may not have liked it. I may or may not have eaten it myself.
DeleteI wish I lived near Rudy's! I've had a few days lately that would have been immensely improved by their brisket. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm wondering if it was the food, or just good ol' quality time with momma that did the trick. Okay, probably both...
ReplyDeleteWe both felt better, for sure. :)
DeleteMmmm. I could use that today! J is a smart kidlet!
ReplyDeleteHe is a meat eater, FOR SURE. I guess it all started w/ the cheeseburgers...
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