I don't seem to post much anymore and I apologize. I'll be doing my end-of-month book & movie roundup next week...I left the book list at work and I've been off since Monday.

Monday night Mom & I went to the Broncos/Packers game at Mile High. We lost in overtime which in itself sucked but what was really bad was how many stinking Packer Fans (Or Facker Pans, as Mom called them) there were strewn about the stadium. Everywhere you looked there were Cheeseheads. Now I'm a Facker Pan, I love Brett Favre but the Broncos are where it's at and damn it, Mile High is OUR HOUSE! Now I understand completely Derek's rant last week on the Pod about the Steeler fans. Mom said the invasion of the Cheeseheads was worse. The guy who sat directly in front of me wore a Packers cap with a styrofoam deer wearing a cheesehead on his head - I couldn't see anything and thank God he was nice enough to realize that and remove it during plays but still! And then, the worst thing for me was after we lost, walking down the the tunnel the Facker Pans all started their "Go Pack go!" cheer, befouling my stadium!!!!!! I was incensed! Oh! And the real worst part? It was like 60-some degrees so even though I brought my awesome Broncos scarf that Kathleen made me, it was too warm to wear it! :( Although I have been wearing it around town!

And then....Wednesday Dad had a gastric bypass done. Everything went smoothly, "boring" as the doctor said, and he's in the hospital for 3-4 days so Mom & I have been there quite a bit this week. While we were waiting for news we got to talking to a lady who was sitting next to us and it turned out she was waiting for a friend who was having brain surgery! He had been in surgery since 6am and at 1:30pm the dr came out and said they were half done but everything was going well. After the dr left that poor woman burst into tears and made Mom and I cry, too! I felt so bad for her and I hope her friend's surgery went well. Dad's all laid up in a huge private room and doing well...he's got his giant crossword puzzle book so he's good and I'm on my way to see him now.

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!

Labels: Broncos, dad

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Scene: At the stoplight at Powers & Constitution. A truck pulls up next to us and...

Dad: Why the hell would you wear a leather coat when it's 80-frickin' degrees outside?

Mom: He thinks he looks cool.

Dad: Well he doesn't look cool!

Me: He's actually really creepy looking.

Dad: You're right, he's creepy. Karen, I dare you to roll down your window and tell him he's a creepy looking guy. I'll give you $5.

Mom: I'll just start out with 'I'm getting $5 to tell you that you're a creepy looking guy. I'll give you $2.50!'

Labels: Conversations, dad, Mom

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Usually my funny stories revolve around my Mom but this time it's all about Dad!

Last week when we were up at Freak Train and sitting in the back row while Mom & Dad were in the 4th row, there was a belly dancing routine. When the act started, the dancer had her back to the audience - she was tall and lithe and dressed in a full length black dress with a crimson hip sash adorned with the jingling coins. She had long black hair in dreads with sea shells twined through. She danced for a while with her back to us then she finally turned around and - UGH! She was the ugliest girl I had ever seen! Seriously.

The more I watched her, I started thinking she was actually a he. At the intermission when we moved up to the 4th row, the bellydancer was in front of us and it was obvious to me that, yes, she was indeed a he. As I was looking at him, Mom leaned over and mouthed to me "Is that a guy?" I nodded. Then Dad said, "That belly dancer was pretty good. And she's an interesting looking woman." I didn't say anything, I just agreed with him. I don't know why I didn't tell him I thought it was a man.

The next day Dad called me. "Why did no one tell me?"

Me: Tell you what?

Dad: That that bellydancer was a man!! Everyone else knew, why didn't anyone tell me?

Labels: dad, freak train, Funny

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