chocolata

After hours in the ER (I overheard a man in the hall say angrily, "I've been waiting for half an hour..." and smiled to myself. Novice.), we were admitted for a few days for IV antibiotics and watching until Reuben's white cell count pulled out of its "7-10 days later" trough. Home this afternoon. Finally. The prevailing theory was that it was Reuben's mouth sores (poor hoarse throat!) that spiked the fever, which mercifully never got very high and only reared its hot head once more after the initial Tylenol dosing (why oh why are kids' medications dyed so brightly? surely a tint is enough to differentiate it from water!).

On the way home, I drove a couple of miles out of my way to use a gas voucher at the participating station and was so happy because I have hitherto forgotten to drive through downtown Hershey, cute planned factory town. Witness the street lights in this the-light-just-turned-but-finally-I-found-my-camera-in-my-crammed-purse-and-my!-it's-raining photo:
Look closely. Every other kiss is unwrapped. Chocolate-y goodness. And, yes, that's "Cocoa Avenue".

(I know that the American standard for quotation marks is to place them after the period, always. C'mon, of course I read Eats, Shoots, and Leaves--watch for a reference in a future planned post as to why it was gifted to me--but sometimes I just disagree. Like the period/parenthesis rules. Wrong.)

And I know that this mishap is the least of my punctuation foibles. Like that passion for randomly placed elipses. I'm just creative.....(and confused.). or...