Ok. Its Sunday, night, and I am writing about Sunday. I am catching up finally. We really slept poorly last night. I am sure its too much rich food and wine. Definitely too much wine. Does not lead to a pleasant wake up. And does not help wih sleeping either. It is self inflicted so I don’t expect any sympathy.
Today I am driving to Visalia to visit my Dad. My brother in law VincenT is going to be here as well. I hope to atop at my favorite meat market and get steaks for dinner. Nice place wih great selection of cuts. Its like a candy store, only its meat.
Emily is spending her day in the glass house doing projects for Christmas. Shebhas alot of projects. She finished up something for my sister for Christmas just in time for me to take it with me. VincenT will be delivering to LA.
I wrapped a few gifts for whoever before I left. I managed to get on the road by noon. Why it takes so damn long to get on the road is truly beyond my understanding. I had wanted to go early but it just would not workout.
The drive to Visalia fromDixon isnusually around four hours. Its 220 miles through the most god awful boring and depressing part of California. The Central Valley. There is not one good place there, nothinf worth seeing, no place worth stopping, no food thats notable. Nothing. And the weather is awful. Don’t move there. Oh, I hate it.
So I drove. And drove. Syopped once for gas. Made it to Visalia in 3.5 hours. Not bad. Had to go to the meat market for staeks. I called Dad to check in and tell him what I was doing. He is going out to dinner. And VincenT is goung to make Iranian Chicken for dinner. I want steak. Ok, so no steak and no dad. I went to See’s Candy to get peanut brittle which I know Dad loves. The mall was insane. To say there was no parking was not strong enough. I could not find a space. And I had to pee. Uh oh. I drove and drove and about a half mile from See’s I found a space. What a pain. I ran into Penneys and used the can. Then walked the half mile to the candy store. Strangly, no one was in it. The clerk told me I just missed the crowd. I told her I did not miss them at all. I got four bixes of brittle and headed for the car. Managed to get to Dads by 4ish.
Dad was getting readybfor his dinner. I had to buxkle his pants for him, the nerves in his hand are shot and render it useless. He cant button his pants because his hand is completely numb.
Any how we visited briefly and he and Mimi rwn off to the Chan’s for dinner.
VincenT and I sat around chatting for awhile and he made dinner. Mostly it was like chicken curry on rice. It was good but I had wanted steak all day and it was chicken.
Dad came home about 730. We had a chance to visit and eat peanut brittle. He was really tires and went to bed around 8.
I was up a couple more hours. Chatting with Vinnie and watching non cable TV. Which is awful.
I decided to go to bed. Which is when I realized there was no bed for me. Dad took his bed. Mimi sleeps in the old spare room. Vince took the back room cuz he got there first. Which leaves me on the floor on couch cushions with a blanket. This kinda sucks. Winning yesterdays writing contest makes me a little happy and this crap with the bed balances that to a little sad. My father and mother (while alive) never had a comfortable house. Crazy people.
I am going to bed or to cushion. Hard to say.