Banjo Players In Heaven

Got back into town at a nice, reasonable hour. Enough time to swing by work to pick up my schedule and hit up the local Vietnamese place for my favorite bowl o' pho. Which is probably the healthiest thing I ate the entire week I was in Austin, save for that veggie burger at Oasis... and maybe the grilled chicken and lettuce leaves at 219 West... although the tacos al pastor at Curra's Grill were scrumptious.... and the artichoke pizza at the Alamo Drafthouse was mindbending (more on that place later!)... and by far one of the best hamburgers I've had in my life was at Casino El Camino (featured on the Food Network for their burgers, as a matter of fact)... so on top of the brisket and sausages and rhubarb pies at Joe's sister's mother's house it's safe to say that not only did I probably gain back every ounce I carefully lost over the last two months, but I put my stomach through every possible prandial test this week and I STILL have no idea why my stomach decides to cramp up on me for no identifiable reason. It only hurt bad twice -- last night and Saturday -- and was a little twitchy here and there but nothing to incapacitate me. I managed to get around and have fun and do a lot of nifty things, all of which I will expound upon in the next few blog entries as I upload my photos. For now, I'm exhausted, and I have my follow-up appointment with my doctor tomorrow to find out what they discovered with the test they ran on me last week. I think I'm more excited about that than being back in my own cozy bed again, with my bear and my bedsheets.

I'm back! For what it's worth. *bats eyes*