I was planning on blogging last night, I really was. About my adventures with Meredith this week. Instead, I spent a couple of hours in the emergency room. Yeah….
We made my favorite fish dish for dinner last night, that killer grilled branzino. We fired up the grill and sat out on the patio, with orzo and herbs from the garden, grilled asparagus. Perfection. But Adam didn’t get home until after 8, so we actually had dinner after dark outside. And I have this cold. And apparently those things combined completely ruined my ability to eat properly. And I accidentally swallowed a harpoon-shaped fish bone, and it got lodged in one of my tonsils.