I've mentioned many times before how long evenings are when Nate is gone. The perfect solution: having dinner with him at the hospital! Nothing like macaroni and cheese, chocolate milk, and Cheetos to keep you going. (Yuck.) I'm not a big fan of cafeteria food, and although I do not consider myself to have germ-o-phobia, I am a little scared of hospitals. I feel like they are crawling with contagious diseases and other sniffle and vomit inducing bugs. So I wish I could have relaxed and enjoyed myself a little more instead of cringing every time Natalie sat on the floor or Jansen ran his hands along the walls. But it was definitely better than spending the evening alone!