1. a mini road trip to here.
which also included a bit of partying...
2. a little make & take session here and a class where I along with her
created this...and taught others how to do one too...
both really excellent times and very relaxing for me so where is the angry?
let's start with dad shall we? backtrack to dad in pain, dad in tons of different treatments to relieve pain, dad in hospital with pneumonia, hooked up to oxygen with a shadow on his lung, me worried sick, running out of time, must make the most of each moment I have left, dad quits smoking while in the hospital after smoking for over 50 years, pride, happiness, pain is gone, new life, tell everyone how amazing he is, my hero. click on last week where dad says he is going for a puff and he is not joking! WTF? he has been secretly taking puffs for awhile and I am ANGRY about that!
next, the house next door parties on any given night and doesn't stop till the morning where I am still inhaling smoke, drugs and listening to fire crackers going off and the air horn. SHUT UP ALREADY!
third, 15 km run tomorrow where my plan was to beat him. make him sweat to the finish line and cheer him on through, of course! so this morning my little friend decides to come for a visit. WTF? cramps, migraine, and ANGER!
and mostly I am angry at her...
and I am not sure why...