Ok, I assume I'm not alone in thinking that food sold at dollar stores is creepy, likely from China, and/or produced at the inception of the industrial revolution.
This theory seemed to be spectacularly confirmed when John, my mom's husband-without-a-marriage-a-la-Spencer-Tracy came down Monday with what seemed to be a horrible case of food poisoning. The aforementioned peanuts were the only variance in his diet to my mom's, Casey's and Mine, as we'd all had dinner together Sunday night. Said peanuts demonized, John prepared to wait it out.
When symptoms (not to be described here, you can imagine) continued, John went to Beaumont to get checked out, where they indicated it was some sort of stomach virus. John again prepared to wait it out.
Alas, the symptoms continued to get worse, so John was taken to Crittenton Hospital, where they diagnosed him with severe appendicitis....so, he had an emergency appendectomy, and found that it was indeed, in the process of rupturing, so they cleaned him up a bit, and he's in the hospital hanging out, making sure he's healthy, and blowing his birthday and the gathering he was looking forward to this weekend.
We'll be visiting him tonight, with the hopes of introducting the modern-day technology of DVD's.
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