Waiting

I really hate waiting, and I suck at it. My dad didn't want any of us here today during his surgery, but I didn't care, because I was going to come anyway. I'm keeping mom company more than anything, otherwise she'd be here by herself. When dad told her he didn't want any of the kids "seeing him after surgery," I said, "fine, tell him I'll come see you and not look at him."

He's so stubborn. Wonder where I get it from??

More Stuff

- Just got back from WLA yesterday, and I'm POOPED! I attended some good sessions, but I can honestly say I had WAY more fun outside of the sessions! Got to see and catch up with a lot of people, so that was nice. The only thing I don't like is sitting, sitting, sitting all day, and eating crap, crap, crap.
- Stopped at Trader Joe's on my way back to stock up on two-buck-Chuck (Charles Shaw) wine for my Festivus party. Should be a good time.
- Busy week ahead. Attending the Rotary meeting Tuesday morning, the one that is sponsoring me to Morocco. Have two training workshops, as well as hosting a teen brown bag. Am teaching my normal kickboxing classes, as well as subbing for a strength class on Friday and another kickboxing class on Saturday. And November was supposed to be a not-as-busy month. Right......
- Tomorrow am attending my nephews' joint bday parties, and then going to my other nephew's high school play.
- Next Sunday we are meeting at the farm to help cut, stack, pile wood for mom and dad, and then we'll watch the game and celebrate Bella's (niece) bday. It's dawning on me that mom and dad are starting to get...old. No old really, but that they can't do the things they once did. Maybe it's about time?!? Dad, until lately with his knee, has not shown many signs of slowing down.