1. Well, the public health district called me about my parasites—turns out giardia has to be reported when diagnosed. So I’m sitting in my office about two feet from my colleagues and they’re asking me all these questions about my symptoms…very pleasant. Now they also want my mother (remember she was in the ER?) and Owen tested also. Very pleasant….
2. Turns out one of Owen’s favorite songs is an Adam Schmitt song and he was AWESTRUCK when his father told him he knows Adam…
3. Debbie left today—we were all sad to see her go. She was really great and spent a lot of time with my folks. Having someone else here makes me realize how my father is changing.
4. Didn’t get much sleep last night. We gave Debbie Owen’s room so Owen has been sleeping with us. Then to top if off poor Harlan—who is not a small cat—-was in such a state that he slept–or hovered–on my pillow all night. Suffice to say it was not a comfortable night.
5. The other morning Owen had the gall to tell me that he hadn’t slept well because I moved around too much. This coming from the whirling dervish himself…..
Which Adam song does he like?
Speed Kills—it’s on a Yellow Pills compilation tape they play in the van all the time….
Owen is definitely made for pop.
Ya gotta love a future pop-rocker–huh?
Ya gotta love a future pop-rocker–huh?