Thoughts....

It seems whenever I'm going back to Calgary I think to myself "Buh, Calgary. It's terrible, grim, and is almost synonymous with monotony" and whenever I go back, I think something bad will happen. And it usually does. Prime example? Earlier in late-December. Bah-zing-bing-ding. One month later, he's still in hospital. Unfortunately, it's a thought I can't really shake when it comes to Calgary. In my mind, it has almost (or probably has to me) become synonymous with just all around bad.

Oh well. It's my duty as the daughter to go visit their parent when they are ill and injured like this. I would like to give a piece of my mind to some of my siblings and tell them to just take a day of their vacation leave and come. But I don't know how their jobs work or anything so I don't know if they can take that. That and, well, we're all half-siblings and some of us (myself excluded) have not seen him in 20-30 years perhaps (in the case of my sister in Montréal) never have seen him. Then there's the three or four who are currently in Ethiopia and as much as I'm sure they'd love to experience a Canadian winter, I don't see them coming anytime soon.

Speaking of people not seeing their dads in 30 years, still haven't called my sister. Brother in BC feels uncomfortable doing the phone call and so it's kind of up to me to call. Funny, at one point, I was determined last year to get in touch with her.

And I figured out why my sleep has gone WOOSH. *mock Bill Nye* Stressssss. Yes, yes, I know it's almost 3:30am.

Also, Starbucks makes the worst hot chocolate and apple cider. Seriously, they used to make really, really really good apple cider and their hot chocolate makes me feel ill. Cheers to Second Cup.

And, I bought this funky new brush-pen. I like it. Doodling is not helping me sleep though. Nor is knitting :( (though, I bought this nice yarn--I have too much yarn though...uh-oh)