The Hazards of Eating in Fast Food Joints

I've been planning a post today, as I was at the laundry mat washing the large blankets that won't fit into my tiny British washer. After we were done there- and before running some errands- we met Tim at the on-base Burger King for lunch. It's the first time I've been inside since we moved here. There's a small kid-friendly area that includes rock-solid cutouts of jungle scenery. I happen to know it's rock-solid because I whacked my head on it as I attempted to duck under it. In Burger King's defense, there is a sign advising said ducking. A major headache has followed the incident. So far, Tylenol hasn't succeeded in driving it away.

So, I'm going to finish pulling dinner together (adobo chicken with rice, a delicious Crock Pot dinner) while my son and his friend take over the computers to play video games. If the headache subsides and I can get a moment alone with a computer, I'll be back to post later. If I don't make it back, "Happy Wednesday!" and God bless.