I would like to cancel 2020 now. Learning of RBG’s passing was devastating. Then Saturday I got a text from my step mother that dad was in the hospital with dangerously high blood pressure and confusion. He called me 3 times, thinking I was my half-sister, only to start up a conversation we’d been having a few weeks ago. I’m really scared for him. He also called an attendant at the hospital a motherfucker, which is kind of typical of him when he’s out of his head, but I’m sure that at least partially explains why he was discharged so quickly. Given his memory issues right now I think he needs to at least be in assisted living.
Anyway, many drinks were had this weekend, but none of them did anything other than make my eyes puffier and me more tired and sick to my stomach. Let’s see - something good, something good…my mom’s birthday is today and I made her a chocolate cake. It’ll have mint icing and crushed mint candy on top - apparently it’s been her favorite since she was a little girl but after my great-grandmother died, no one has made it for her since. Hope I make the icing okay. We’re having filet mignon, too. And I’m taking 1/2 day off work to run errands and clean, so that’ll be cool to have some time alone to wallow. Just a bit, anyway.