 | ||||
Thursday, July 10, 2008
At 12:08 PM, I got a text message from my sister Leslie, letting me know that 'the baby to be named later' can now be called Kate. Her name is Kathleen Nanna Quinlivan. This is a great name, although Kate will someday hate her middle name. 'It's a family name' she will explain to her laughing friends. By the way, Leslie told me that I was the first to know...she told me even before my mother. It is good to know that I still hold this kind of power over her. He he he....
The doctors spoke to me again this evening. I was informed that James will be released on Sunday. Claire has had a few setbacks and probably won't be....but he assured me that the situation will be evaluated and revised every few hours to make planning impossible. In the event that James is released first, Christy will take him home. Mamaw and my mother will help out at home while I stay here and wait for Claire. James is a thriving beast of a boy. He is up to 6 pounds 15 ounces. He is easy to feed and burps loudly like his father drinking beer alone in a hotel room. Claire is just kind of dragging her feet. Not chancing a denial tonight, I went to Fuddrucker's for lunch. I had a 2/3 pound beauty with the pump cheese and fries. It was great. I am not used to eating out alone. There were a lot of people around and I was just sitting there all by myself trying not to look crazy. I did not have the guts to pull out my camera and take a picture of the burger...people might have wondered. I got to feed both James and Claire during tonight's visit. I am getting pretty good. I can now feed Claire with one arm and stuff James with his pacifier with the other. I have also been working hard with the nurses on training them to change each other's diapers. I told the doctors that I am not comfortable taking them home until they can do that. On a sad note, the Duran baby, whose parents I enjoy talking to, has been relocated to some other bay in the NICU. Christy and Nicholas had some fun this evening. They met Deb, one of our good friends, at Red Robin for burgers. Nicholas and Deb are very close. Nicholas loves Red Robin because of the french fries and the teenage dunce walking around in the bird costume. The burgers are OK, but their fries are good and they have an addictive honey mustard sauce to dip them in. There are pictures of the excursion in the photos for today. It sounded like a good time...I was sorry to have missed it. DID YOU KNOW: Christy once worked the grand opening for a grocery store dressed up as a Keebler Elf, complete with green tights and muppet head? Today's question comes from Deb, who asks: What is the sauce on the Red Robin Cheeseburger that makes it taste so good? My dearest Deb...I saw a picture of your burger and it is clear that the two of us need to talk. The only sauce that should ever go on a burger is NO SAUCE! Sauce desecrates the ground beef. Cheese is the only substance that should grace your burger. The burger pictured in tonight's photo is offensive to me. It appears to have a pasta salad on top of it. Please close your eyes and repeat the following: cheese, meat, bun....cheese, meat, bun.....cheese, meat, bun.... So, to answer your question, the sauce that makes a Red Robin cheeseburger taste so good is the cheese and the meat. To help you remember:
|
||||
