Tomorrow my journey begins. :) I am prepared with a whole carryon bag full of snacks. If at all possible, I want to limit dining in the dining car to dinner with Phil. Dinner is spendy, hence the many snacks to carry me through the hours till I get there and back again.

Today, Matt graciously carried the monitor up to my apartment for me. And how did I repay this kind gesture? By handing him my lunch, which soon spilt into his lap and left him looking as though he'd lost control of both bowel and bladder :(

Fortunately, just before we'd left the office, he'd stopped Fannie to see if she had something "for the farts." She gave him some Maalox. Naturally, once we realize the extent of the damage my lunch had done to his pants, we immediately decided that she should be the first person to see what her medication had done once we returned to the office.

I was really sorry; my lunch from the boba tea place was full of fish sauce and Matt's favorite pants will never be entirely clean again. But I couldn't stop giggling, especially when we pulled into the office parking lot to observe a large crowd gathered outside the front door waiting for the lunch truck. We had to walk past them all. Matt wasn't bothered; he found the whole thing pretty funny. Which is a very, very good thing because I couldn't stop giggling. Hehehe!