When my dad finally gets to come visit, we're going to make up for the crappy year he's had, that's for damn sure. Seahawks game? San Juan Islands? Space Needle? We're doing IT ALL! And we're flipping the bird at Winter '08-'09 while we're at it.
I do think Dad needs to think about hibernation. The months of October thru April are just not kind to him. We could fatten him up in August and September to get him thru Winter, roll him up in some cozy quilts, and put him down in the dark basement to sleep for a few months. When the snow starts to melt he could slowly re-emerge. Come out when it's safe. When the months aren't such bitches.
I'm really really bummed that he's not coming tomorrow. Love you, Dad.











