Thursday, February 10, 2011

Craving Olive Garden Can't Be a Good Sign

After my thoroughly engrossing adventure of hospital stay number one, I was put on house arrest. The only fresh air allowed was taking baby dog out so he didn't crap all over the house. Your mind does crazy things when you watch this much OWN (Oprah Winfrey Network). I find that Olive Garden is possibly the most disgusting restaurant on the planet. I am pretty sure their food comes from a local Chinese Restaurant, is made solely of powdered food products (Lynette, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout girl) and may be used as a weapon of mass destruction should that time come. Well, after a couple weeks trapped in the apartment I started seeing Olive Garden commercials all too often and started to really crave it. Like, my mouth would water at the sight. Don't worry, I didn't give in. I'm just saying "cabin fever" is real.

I wish there were more interesting things to say about being at home but there isn't. Nothing is interesting about watching hours of television interrupted only by a striking need for food and several hundred pee breaks. I was lucky enough to get some visitors that dared enter my existential and literal prison. None of them left alive! Okay, maybe that last part is an exaggeration. Or Maybe it isn't.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for the honorable mention. If you need cooking lessons.......?