2 1/2 years and the first meal.

We've lived in Texas for approximately 2.5 years, and last night was the first dinner we've had that actually felt like home.  A new catfish place opened up about 20 miles north from where we live a few months ago and we pass it every time we go home.  Every time we drive by it, we say 'We should eat there before we move', but every time we have date night (1x/week), we forget about it.  Well...last night was date night and Chris suggested Chili's.  We're driving over to Chili's and I suddenly realized that we've yet to eat at that new catfish place, and suggest it.  Chris agrees and we head that way.  It was SO good!  Chris and I looked at each other and he said it reminded him of the Catfish Hole in Fayetteville.  I completely agreed.  It was down home cooking like we've been waiting for for so long.  Too bad we're moving in 4 months.  

On another note, Chris and I celebrated our 4 year anniversary...twice.  It's a long story that I won't delve into, but I called a re-do, which is why it was celebrated twice.  We went and saw P.S. I Love You.  I started crying 5 minutes in and didn't stop until the credits rolled.  It was a great movie, but by the time we were done, I was an emotional wreck!   

I started school Monday, and as it turned out, it was a complete waste of time.  I don't really know why I prepare, none of the professors do.  One of my professors didn't even show.  At least it's my last semester of class.  Tuesday I got up at 4 a.m. to get ready to go to clinic.  I left at 4:45, stopped to get a kolache and milk and got on the highway towards Houston.  About 35 miles outside of Beaumont, traffic was at a dead stop.  3 lanes of highway and we're all sitting still.  I sat in that traffic for an hour and a half.  A semi going the opposite direction apparently lost control and spilled the contents of the trailer on the road, which then caught on fire.  It was costic acid (I think) and when it burns, it emits a poison.  So a hazmat team was called out and traffic couldn't pass until it was contained.  I made it to clinic at the VA about 10 minutes late, but at least I made it.  I really enjoyed clinic.  Those men have some great stories and it's great to help them, considering all they did for us.  I hope to be able to get some cochlear implant experience, and maybe see some mastoidectomies and cholesteatoma removals.  Oh the life of a ear nerd.