Sure, doctors' waiting rooms can be fun sometimes, especially if the coffee is fresh. It's just that after you've read all the magazines, used the bathroom, and gotten a kick out of the 350 pound guy sitting next to you gulping down an XXL Coke -- exemplary promotion for the head to toe Nike he's wearing, there isn't much fun left to be had.
Killing all the waiting time staked out in a parking lot on the other hand, with Geoff observing and narrating every move of an armadillo, just reminded me why in spite of this humongous freaky uphill battle we are fighting, I still love my life.
And just when I thought the husband can't get any more lovable, here I am, just minutes after the most reviving 2-hour Thai massage he bought for me, delivered by my favorite Thai masseuse, in the comfort of my home, complete with Tibetan music, a crackling fire, candles, incense and the whole nine yards. All while he spent the evening upstairs googling armadillos.
Until next time.
p/s: That's what an armadillo looks like, by the way. I had never seen one before, except when Ross was dressed as one on FRIENDS :-)
TITLE CREDIT: JONI MITCHELL -- BIG YELLOW TAXI