Wow

I am SO damned confused these days. Like today . . . we went to Mass then off to a friend's house for late lunch (around 2 PM). The lunch was full of great caribbean flavor (food, spices and music). The talk turned to how good the people in that silly little island have it. So while I am having a conversation about New York, New York (the city so nice they named it twice) and Broadway, etc. I can hear the music shaking me in my hips because its all I can do not to dance right there.

Then back here to mom and dad's.

Then off to my sister's to see a movie that, well, belongs to my parents and my niece Anamaría borrowed - so basically I told mom you are going to see your movie at their house.

And then off to get some meds for mom.

And back here.

And all the while my mind keeps going places. First the caribbean. Then OKie land. The Austin (the store reminded me of ATX). Then back out in the cold to see mom and dad. Back here to my bedroom/dad's office . . . I miss my waterbed so damned much!

At least they are doing well. Mom and dad are fine. They ARE getting old. Dad is slowing down a lot and the stuff he is taking is making him fatter and slowing him down more. Mom is still moving right along.

I keep looking around and thinking . . . one day . . . the phone call I dread . . . "Your dad has died" Cause I honestly believe he will go first.

Who knows? I've been wrong before.