Boo Hoo

Mood: Still Disappointed
Pain Scale: 3

Well the big Pride weekend has come and gone. BOO HOO.

15 and I had made plans to go, as it was going to be one of SF's biggest Prides ever, and definitely history making! We had booked a room and planned to stay from Friday through Sunday. Some of her friends from Sacramento were meeting us there. I was super pumped come Friday afternoon!! We hadn't been out in a while and I was really looking forward to a fun filled weekend...especially Saturday night. That's the big street party and the most popular night of Pride.

We arrived on Friday night, checked into the hotel and met up with her friends. Our plan was to go to the Castro and hang at the Cafe (a local bar). Upon the walk to the Cafe, 15 twisted her ankle in a crack in the side walk. Now this was no small twist!! It was a big one. Her ankle instantly swelled up and she had to limp the rest of the way to the bar. Now mind you, we had had only ONE drink in the room!! Not a shot...ONE DRINK within two hours!! (well...her friends did have some ammo with that one "Wow 15, just one drink and we have to cut you off already!!") That's just not even fair to hurt yourself when your not plastered!! There's no fun in that!! Not even a good story to go with it!! We hadn't even made it to the bar yet!! BOO HOO!!

She made it through the night...but not comfortably.

The next morning her ankle was HUGE...icky huge!! I felt for her and my heart also sank with the realization that we most likely wouldn't make it to the Saturday night shindig. But she tried to keep her spirits up and decided to see how she felt through out the day.

So, we iced it and I ventured out to the nearby drug store and bought a brace to see if it helped her out, but just taking a shower was a challenge for her. We decided to go check out the booths and performances at the Civic Center and give her new bandaged ankle a trial run.

No go.

She pretty much just grinned a bared it...I can't imagine the pain she was feeling, but I knew it must have been a lot. We hobbled around, listened to some music, ate some food and then decided to creep back to the hotel room.

At this point we decided to stay for our dinner date with her friends but to hit the road once it was over. There was no way she could make standing up all night on that ankle...even with an obscene amount of alcohol and advil. BOO HOO.

So after dinner we packed up our things and checked out early (no refund. BOO HOO) and drove back home where we watched movies and iced and elevated.

I tried not to be disappointed, but I can't lie...I was.

BOO HOO!!!

Father's Day

Mood: OK
Pain Scale: 3


Father's Day was horrible!! 15's dad came down for a 2.5 day visit./2.5!!/ 15 was very excited because her dad has never really visited her life before. He met her at work on Friday as did I. All went well that night. She was having a barbecue for her employees and all moods were jovial. There were many distractions and others to talk to. But the days to follow felt like weeks!! Or even months!!

How should I say it...her dad is getting older, is closed minded and doesn't stop talking which leaves no room to listen . Even I, someone who is very polite and trys to understand others views couldn't hold my tongue come Saturday night. Oie!!! Some of the things that came out of that man's mouth...I tell you. He even commented on a movie were watching where it turns out one of the characters is a lesbian and he says "Oh, they're fruitcakes." Did he just say that while I was sitting next to him...I was so stunned I didn't even react other than have my jaw drop.

It also doesn't help that 15 acts totally different around him. She shuts down. She just sits there to herself, off in some land, leaving me there to fend for myself. And some times she just gets up and disappears into another room. What the HELL!! It's the most dysfunctional situation I've been in for a long time!!! Sunday was the worse as there was some bickering in the morning and I have to say I was part of it as well.

After he FINALLY left, 15 cried and was very upset for two days. I told her maybe it's not a good idea to have him in our space. Maybe it's better to visit him. Then we have the power to leave when we want.

I felt really bad because we all want to have good relationships with our parents, but sometimes it just doesn't work out. It was really nice of him to come into our home. I'm sure it was really hard for him, but my god, maybe a day would have been better. I don't know if anything was gained from the experience or not. All I know is that I NEVER want to have that experience again!!

Way Overdue

Mood: Wishing I had more energy and evil PMS
Pain Scale: 5

Ok, you can call me a slacker!! I've been super slackin' in blog land! Lots of updates I need to catch up on...whoa.



New Kitty named Jasmine. We got our boy Bucket a companion. This time it's a little bitty trouble makin' kitten. She's super cute but full of trouble. We even contemplated naming her trouble. She is keeping Bucket on his paws!! Maybe he will lose some of that weight!! He wasn't fond of her at first, we discovered that Bucket can be really jealous. He was alright up until the point she started playing with his favorite toy, then he was pissed and continued to be pissed for a couple weeks. He now loves her and even licks her in places that should be done in private!! Naughty kitties!!

15's bday was at the end of May and she decided she wanted to go whale watching in Monterey. Her mom drove down for the weekend (her first time staying with us!!). Our boat left at 9am and it wasn't very warm. The boat ride over to the whale area was down right miserable!! It was the type of icy cold air that cuts through you and freezes everything!! Once we found the whales though it was awesome, I thought anyway. 15 and her mom didn't really like it. Too cold for them. I got some great shots of the whales. After that we went to defrost over lunch and then went to Cannery Row to visit the aquarium. It was memorial day weekend so the aquarium was just way to crowded to see anything so we left and went window shopping. It was a good weekend and we had lots of fun.