it's raining, it's pouring... and definitely, i'm not snoring!

somebody please explain something to me... when does the shit stop piling up? at least until i can clear the existing heap of dung falling my way?

shortly after uploading my last post, i found out that my father had been taken to ER with chest pains. he underwent triple heart bypass a few years back and had been experiencing "angina-like" symptoms. i guess wednesday must have been unbearable... otherwise he would have toughed it out.

yes, i was very worried. yes, i was conerned. yet..... i had a much more overwhelming sense telling me he would be just fine. sure enough, after all the crappy tests and observations they put him through he was release saturday afternoon. did i mention it was his birthday as well? so this was some damn good timing - or was it? the jury is still out on that one.

anyhow, little 'a' and i went over to their place and with the company of some other family members we celebrated my dad's birthday in style... chinese food, lots of red wine, and then off he and i went to the leafs vs. flames hockey game.

the game was exciting, we had a great time, we had some great chats - not very deep, but great nonetheless. it was time well spent and i'm hoping there'll be more of it in the future. as for my dad's health... he's good and would rather kick the bucket early than give up on enjoying moments like we did on saturday. AGREED!

i guess i'll have to learn to listen to that "everything will be just fine voice" in my head more often.