Okay, sad news. My father died three and half weeks ago, April 14. We all knew it was coming but...it's hard to say what I'm going through. I've been even crankier than usual for the most part, though work's certainly not helping in the mood department. Last time out I can count on one hand the number of stops that went according to ( Read more... )

Okay, so...the past two weeks. Obviously we got home okay on 8/30. Whew! Now why was that necessary? Well, my Dad's side of the family had a reunion out on the coast over the weekend. My uncle unfortunately had broken his leg a week before and couldn't make it. Yeah yeah, excuses excuses... %lt:=8P ( Read more... )

( Two deaths, cut for length. )

Okay, Dad's still making progress as far as I can see. His speech is easier to understand and he's nowhere near as foggy in the head as before. Now the fog will probably come and go and the prognosis is for the next 4-6 weeks for that ( Read more... )

Well after being out on the floor the past couple of days my dad went back into the ICU for his pancreatitus. So far, he's shown progress in getting better. I saw him eat solid food today, so that's definitely better. Though nobody knows better than me it could all turn on a dime and tomorrow he could... pass ( Read more... )

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This year marks the 20th anniversary of my moving to Oregon. And now, my neice wishes to do the same. She's like me in that she arrived without much of a plan of what to do after arriving. And now my mate and I need to shepherd her through the minefields and pitfalls with little time and things to do ourselves to get ready for the road again. ( Read more... )

Long and the short of it is, my mate broke her upper arm riding her bicycle back home yesterday ( Read more... )

Gah. Same old thing. When home, work harder and run faster than when I'm out on the road. No wonder so many guys become workaholics. It's the only time they get to RELAX ( Read more... )