Sunday was Easter, obviously, but it was also my birthday. To celebrate, I started off by spending a glorious, sunny morning in the Taylorsville InstaCare with a stabbingly painful strep infection--one of my tonsils looked like a spiky marble.
But, hey, any excuse I can find to take more Augmentin (the manufacturer sends me thank-you notes now) makes me happy. Happy!
Afterward, I spent some time with my parents, who were visiting from Orange County, and my sister, who is taking over Provo with her raw, unbridled brilliance. They're fun folks.
Then, for the finale, I went to my aunt 'n' uncle's house--with everyone in tow--for dinner, along with my best man, Steve, and his wife, Emmy, who is with child. If my lobbying efforts succeed, they will name him Jeffrey Joaquin Bitter.
Anyway, here are the pictures:
2 comments:
Happy Easter, Birthday Boy. Or Happy Birthday, Easter Boy. Or Happy IntstaCare Day...
Sorry to hear it started out so ruff. Maybe you guys should fly out to Ohio to enjoy some gorgeous weather and rid yourself of winter illnesses. It's not even humid for a while!
I think someone is in cahoots with the pharmacy industry and they are conspiring against you!
M hasn't been sick yet...maybe you should take after her and start wearing diapers and drooling all over yourself. It's an interesting theory, you know? It could be your cure.
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