Sunday, June 18, 2006

A good day, even if you're not a father

Well, we got home shortly before 2:00 this morning. We had been out playing cards at some friends' house. Stan wanted to leave and just call the game before the last hand, but I said no--and ended up with a come-from-behind victory! I should have known then it was going to be a good day.

After we woke up, I called my dad for the obligatory Father's Day phone call. He got home from the hospital yesterday. He and Mom were giving each other a hard time, so I figure that's a good sign that he's on his way to recovery. Apparently he goes back Thursday to get the stitches out. The oncologist is on vacation, so he's not sure when he'll get that appointment, but he does sound like he's prepared to undergo chemo.

After church, we headed over to Arcata for a Crabs game. The local home store bought out the ballpark today to honor the former coach, and was giving away free tickets. Since we needed some hedge clippers anyway, I sent Stan over there earlier in the week to score some tickets. We also got free ball caps, so I can take one home next month for Dad. It was a beautiful day for a ballgame, and the Crabs won 9-5 (lead off by a third-inning homer that I missed standing in line to get Stan a hot dog).

We came home and took naps, then went to one of the local casinos after dinner. My $10 quickly shrank to $3 before rebounding. I ended up with $30! I was feeling pretty proud of myself until I found Stan. The $1 he had started with had grown to $51.25!!


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