I had to end my day yesterday with a trip to the dentist which isn't at all interesting except that on the way there I spotted a future Darwin award candidate. Young guy, riding a bicycle in a bike lane but is going the wrong way down one of the busiest streets in Corvallis at 4:40 pm, has a pizza box in one hand and is eating a slice with the other while pedaling. DUDE! No, he did not have a helmet on. He's probably enrolled in college here.
I had to have a filling replaced so the right side of my mouth was still numb at dinner time and to the dog's delight, I kept dropping beans out of the burrito I was trying to eat. I ate less than half of it and then called dinner done. A little ice cream later, which I dribbled down my shirt--mouth is still numb and it was time for bed. Bill kept me awake until 10:30 pm and by then I was starving.
"Baaaaaabbbbe? Can you think of something I can eat? I'm so hungry."
"Well there's a pizza in the freezer, do you want me to make it?"
Thinking... That's too pathetic, I can't eat frozen pizza this late on a Monday night. Where is my dignity? That pizza that kid was eating must have been good...
10 minutes later I enjoyed a grilled cheese sandwich. My husband is a saint. He saved me from shaming myself AND I got to enjoy melted cheese. Crisis averted.
We are re-planning our weekend, I called up to Newberry Crater and it's still covered in snow. They have the roads plowed to the resort that's up there but the trails are still covered and I imagine it gets a bit brisk in the evenings. We're looking at the coast or an area called Grant's Pass that is south of here. Hopefully we'll find something scenic either way.