
May 31st. What could that mean? Well, for starters it means that school is out and the summer camp sessions are starting. Jacob is first up and after a drive to Weatherford, in which I managed to discover that there are TWO DQ's and sent Jen to the wrong one, we are back in Dallas and off to dinner with Grandpa. Chinese dinner is on the agenda and Jacob has ordered some fried rice. SOME! Hahahahaha. What a mountain of food.
June 1st - I have been bothered by a rash on my leg for a week now and it is really starting to travel and get worse. I am biting the bullet and heading for the doctor.
After a quick appointment which nets me some steroids, antibiotics, and hydrocortisone cream, we are off to Central Market for groceries. It's a pretty boring day for a grandson that is 14 and I feel bad for him, but dang -- my leg is a mess.
Dinner is at Smash Burger, as requested, and nothing has changed since the last time we were there. I think that was their final death march for us. No more Smash Burger. When asked the difference between a regular and large burger, the attendant held up two cups and explained to me that one was regular and one was large because one was bigger than the other. Honest.