Getting Out of the House

Well, it wasn't much, but we did get out a bit today.  My husband has been so tired and having a hard recovery, but I felt we needed to get moving a little and see some other human beings (besides doctors and MRI technicians) for a change. So first we went to the Walmart and picked up my new eyeglasses (they look the same as the old ones, but with new lenses) and then we went to a new eatery here in town, Dougie's.  A regular steak-and-burger joint, but a little more upscale in the decor and really nice wait staff.  They just opened up a couple of weeks ago and so far they've been doing really well. 

My husband went for a burger with all the trimmings, and I took a chili dog.  The family vegetarian, ME, got a chili dog. You have to understand. My husband has for the most part lost his appetite, and I only went to this place because I knew that when he walked in and smelled the food he would perk up and eat a good supper. And if I got something to eat too, well, that would really help him.  So I made the ultimate sacrifice and ordered a chili dog. It was the moral imperative.