I Never Promised You A Rose Garden. Or Frequent Posts, For That Matter

I never told you this would be daily, did I?

I'm home. I've been home, actually, but not much. You see, right before I left for DC, my dad was admitted to the hospital where is is, among a list of other ailments, adjusting to diabetes. If you follow at all, you'll know that last year when I went to DC, he underwent a knee replacement. So I don't see myself returning for fear he might take up permanent residence in the hospital. I have the beginnings of a song in my head, to the tune of "My Favorite Things",

Blood clots and swelling
and blood sugar blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah
blah kidney stone blah blah.

These are a few of my least favorite things.

So I've been dividing my time between school and the hospital. There's not much more to share here, the doctors just say to expect him to be here "for a very long time". So you might see things here, you might not. Just be patient. I've an entry or two pitching about in my head, perhaps they will find their way out. I am hoping to knock something else out tonight, we'll just have to see. I might also fall into a coma and awake just in time to go sit in the hospital tomorrow. Consider it part of my madcap unpredictability.

Meanwhile, take the sage advice of The Crib Chick and read about Britany. She told me to read this with the charge "Girl, you better try to have fun no matter what you do", and you should too.

Because Nothing Compares, dear reader, To You.