We had Popeyes for dinner which translated to Chinese food in Papi Butch's head as he told everyone at Chubby's about how good the Chinese Food is at Popeyes. Good thing they all know him, so they smile and get a kick out of it, too. Not sure what's going on at Chubby's either, but I'm not thinking that establishment will hang on too much longer. We'll see at Christmas. I've been saying that for years.
Something tells me today is going to be an under-the-blanket kind of day with football games and hot tea. I already have the shivers that winter is coming.
Hard to believe that we're one week out from the tooth abstraction. Story says I have another week for the healing to complete, although eating Popeyes was a step in the right direction. I've been souping all week, even though I was told solids were okay to consume after a few days. I kind of like when I'm forced to eat less and probably should keep myself off solids.
Time for coffee. Need to keep these cold bones warm today.
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