My dad has been having some health issues for the past few months which has been scary and has resulted in a few really urgent, answer a crying phone call, leave work and drive 4+ hours straight to the hospital in the Gorge to be there with him trips. After they figured out what was going on with him it became clear that he needed a few surgeries to get him back to healthy and one was last Thursday in Hood River. I drove down to White Salmon after work on Wednesday and really, really early Thursday morning my mom, dad and I went to the hospital in Hood River for surgery. It went well and the photo above was taken right after, while he’s trying to wave to the camera (see: blur at bottom of photo). The best. He has one surgery left, a big one, at OHSU, then hopefully he will be back to business as usual.
Friday my dad was home and confined to his recliner and I worked from home so I could hang out with him (read: make him sit the FUCK DOWN, and wait on him hand and foot! – he was much better this time around) while my mom and brother were at work. We watched a lot of the Price is Right (which brother Jim and I got tickets to go to in person in October!!) and extreme Alaska survival shows, and gold mining shows, etc. You get the picture. There was also a lot of snuggling with Fluffy and dancing Zumba dances on the patio (for me, not him) and working furiously on my laptop (for me, not him) drinking tea and ranting about things we hate.
Saturday my mom was home and I got to sneak out to go visit Joe and Karen for a bit which was the best.
And did I tell you that my friend Sarah bought a house? Well, if not, Sarah bought a house! In Hood River. It’s really beautiful. So Saturday evening we had a housewarming party to celebrate her being a grown-up (yay Sarah!! I’m so proud of you!!) and it was really fun. It was so nice to take a break from family stuff and spend some time with good friends while drinking a Moscow Mule (or 2…) and eating grilled meat. Oh, and petting Kiva dog.
Oh, and good story: at one point during the night I went to use Sarah’s restroom and had my phone in my back pocket which is never a smart idea. Pulled down pants, phone fell in toilette, I immediately picked it out, dried it off, used restroom, phone was still working, told Sarah, she freaked out, we put my phone in a cocoon of a million wool socks and put it in the dryer on low heat and it somehow, still works?! I’ll take it. And hopefully I’ll never do that again.
Before Sarah had even signed the papers on her new house I called dibs on the spare bedroom the night of her housewarming party (I guess this was also pre-deciding-she-was-having-a-housewarming-party too, but whatevs). I spent the night at Sarah’s with a few of her (our?) other out of town friends and the next morning we watched some bad netflix, played ladder ball in the sunny front yard and eventually walked to a local restaurant for pancakes. Yay for grown-up (non-sexual) sleepovers :):)
It was nice to be back at home for so many days in a row, see friends, hang with my family, and snuggle the shit out of Fluffy (so many naps). I can’t wait to go back!
