saying goodbye to a sweet old lady

he's heading back

Dad left for his trek home a little bit ago. House is quiet, sad, and a bit more cluttered than before he came. <smile>

he's on the way!

Squee!!!

evil, pure and simple

Just got called to the main lobby...I had a flower delivery. There sits as arrangement of yellow and red roses [yellow with red tips...gorgeous] and a gift, delivered by a florist less than a mile down the street. And the card is written in his own handwriting: "The suspense is terrible, but it's almost over. Love, Da."

Did I say evil? <grin>

evil, evil man

Dad called me...he's somewhere in Palo Alto, but won't tell me where. "I may just pull over and sack out somewhere for a while," he says. Then he mentions the name of the street that Facebook is on, saying the speed bumps were nasty and he hopes the stuff in the trailer survived. "Where the heck are you?? I'll come out and meet you at the door if you are close," I say. He just gives a low giggle in reply. He's loving it.

Evil, I tells ya...

even closer

Dad is getting closer...he should be here in a few days [if I don't lose him to Reno <grin>].

weird place

Had this weekend pretty much to myself, and realized it was the first one I've had in a very long time...pretty much since before Mom died. And it was weird...there's been so much drama since then, big and little, that I've not really had any downtime to assimiliate it all. And it's still happening: family drama still going on [heavy sigh], found out that I'm apparently still being stalked by Will's exes [sigh], work is a paycheck [good] but not a fit for me [not as good], I haven't had the energy to get as much time on my motorcycle as I'd like [sigh], I'm sad for the drama going on in the lives of a couple close friends [sending love to them], and other random things that add to the day-to-day juggling.

So this weekend alone was good in the 'assimilation of a lot of crap that's been going on' sense, but hard in the 'feeling up and that all is right with the world' sense. I know I'll get there...and part of getting there involves exactly what this past weekend provided: solitude, the ability to just be in my own skull for a while and let things rattle about in whatever way they need to. But darn it, I want to get there faster...harrumph.

can't wait

Dad is more than halfway here. Can't wait to see him...

summertime, summertime, sum-sum-summertime...

We have a new toy.

It's only a '99, no power anything, and it has over 84K miles on it, but it's in awesome shape [one owner who frickin' *babied* the thing], has a decent stereo and alarm system, was purchased from a dealer [so it's had a full inspection and overhaul], and has a 12-month/12K mile full warranty...not too shabby for a 10 year-old car. And now I have something to learn to drive stick on [and even a volunteer instructor with years of Miata experience].

Let the sunburns, windburns, and tangled hair begin...