September 4th, 2007

the hills are alive

So I’m feeling much better (my side still aches and I can’t lift anything for awhile), and my memory of Friday is basically gone, LOL.

The drugs were definitely amnesic. I’m glad I posted that bit on Saturday because I don’t even remember half that stuff.

My parents have gone, and my mom only cleaned the oven, the toaster and the microwave (last time she cleaned the floor on her hands and knees), so it wasn’t too bad, lol. My parents love our little beach house and I’m pretty sure my dad wants to move into our backyard. Trees! Little stream! Hammock! Crickets! Patio! Best ever! It was hysterical. 🙂

We also took them to our favorite breakfast spot, where we sat at the counter in front of the open kitchen (otherwise it was an hour wait) and my dad exclaimed over every dish that left said kitchen. The cooks completely loved him and gave him free watermelon, LOL. The food was awesome as always, and he proclaimed their cheesy grits the best he’s ever had (and he’s from Texas). He can’t wait to come back in November and go back there, and I guarantee they will remember him.

After we dropped them at the airport Sunday the Chop and I had a mini movie marathon: Sherrybaby (don’t bother, it wasn’t that good), Marie Antoinette (quite good, actually) and I watched the Sound of Music (always good) while he recorded.

Overall, not a bad recovery. 🙂