and Other Adventures in the Twin Cities
Yup. I actually waved hello to Laurie, figuratively not literally, but waved just the same. The waving to Laurie was one simple email I managed to get out of the hospital. Their WiFi wasn't really working much that weekend, so I was happy to get one email out. Fun to surprise her with a virtual wave!
We had to make an unplanned trip up to St. Paul last weekend to be there for my father. My sister, Laura, and her husband, Bill, were also there. Actually they'd been there all week and needed us to take over for the weekend. We gladly pitched in.Dad had some complications after a total right hip replacement. Things happen, so we were there to help him get past them. We drove up Friday and back down on Monday. Very glad we did. He needed his family with him.
Our daughter, Sarah, flew up from St. Louis and nursed her him through the worst of it. If any one was the "hero of the moment," I would say Sarah was. Really sweet to see.
I'm happy to report that my Dad is now in rehab and doing well. We felt good about leaving him there. He's in good hands.
At one point, we got to show Sarah where we met, the old Chimera Theater, now a History Museum, in downtown St. Paul. She was very interested, newlywed that she still is.When we left for the Twin Cities, we had to try to beat the snow bearing down on Kansas City from Colorado. No snow as we turned north on Hwy. 35. Yay! We raced through Iowa, feeling the snow at our backs.
When we drove back down on Monday, the area was really strange: the ice was still on the trees from last week's ice storm and now snow was added to the landscape. Here's a photo taken from the car in the southern part of Iowa.When I got home, it was Maul the Kitty Time. Hamilton got bunches of hugs. I always try to make up for leaving him behind when I go on an adventure. You can tell he's putting up with me, not terribly angry, because his eyes are at half-mast and his ears are forward. Cat Language, for those of you un-versed in the language of the cat.
3 comments:
waving back to you! no better place than st. paul. did you happen to drive through downtown at night? all the trees in rice park are entwined with white lights, and the landmark center (the very old former courthouse) looms over it, and the skating rink is going, and there's steam rising from the mississippi river, and it's all just so lovely.
one of the guys i work with says "it's just like paris!" and he's only slightly kidding.
glad your dad is doing well. doug's mom is in the hospital right now--she has been for three weeks, with pneumonia and an irregular heartbeat--and it's a tough time to be there.
laurie,
Sounds lovely...
You hit the nail on the head about tough time to be in the hospital. I go back after Christmas, but just not the same thing...Hope doug's mom is improving
i was touched by your comment on amy's blog--about what to do with all those boxes of clothes.
for a long time after my sister died, i felt like i couldn't get rid of anything that had been hers. i had clothes she'd given me--some that she'd bought for me, and some that she'd tired of and had passed on to me. and for a long, long time i kept it all.
now i'm a little more callous. i still have her jewelry, and her thimble collection and small gifts (wind chimes, candleholders) that she gave me over the years. the old outdated clothes i can finally dispose of ... though not everything. but bit by bit....
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