At the Peter Pan Diner in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Damn, those pancakes were good.
Thank you, everyone, for your kind comments and your good wishes for Evangeline and Nate. It's a good feeling to see them taking that leap of faith into the future together.
The new year started out quietly enough, and I had almost made up my mind to like 2012 when BAM, on January 6th my mother fell on the bathroom floor and broke her pelvis. 2012 is going to have to really work hard to regain my trust and affection.
Mom spent 72 very long and confused hours in the hospital. She expressed her confusion and dissatisfaction loudly, in clear and ringing tones, around the clock. Her poor roommate must have breathed a huge sigh of relief when the discharge order finally came through. Mom is back home now, being uncooperative with the physical therapist and having to be reminded over and over again that she broke her pelvis, ergo, she cannot go down in the basement to look for the cat or out in the backyard to feed the birds.
Josh and I had scheduled a trip to Florida for the MLK Jr weekend, and we decided to go ahead with it despite Mom's accident. She is being well cared for by my sisters and brother and the aides.
So that's where we are right now. Fort Lauderdale, specifically. In our friend Reggie's very cool and retro apartment overlooking the beach. We are flying home tonight. I have lots of fun pictures from our day at Shark Valley in the Everglades, and I can't wait to show them to you. I am in love with the Everglades. Fort Lauderdale, not so much.
