Bring It On

I'm borrowing another song title for my own.

Phil- thanks for introducing me to Gomez.

I'm sitting here at a great cafe in Fort Collins, Colorado and the sun is shining. It's a funky little local place with tasteful hippie art on the walls and organic food and coffee on the menu. I knew it was the place I should hang the moment I walked by it. But actually, when I got here off of my hour long shuttle ride from the Airport, I found where the New Belgium brewing company was and made a bee line for it. When I got there, it was crawling with hipsters and so much coolness I almost vomited. Too much. So I left and came back this place. It's called MUGS.

This is the last of my grad school adventures before the big decision gets made. It's all happening and it's all happening fast. It's weird how relative time can truly be. There have been times where it's felt like things were creeping by. There have been times where I seriously have gone into work thinking it was Saturday when really it was a Friday. I guess what I mean to say is that all this running around (i.e. Arkansas, Oregon, Tennessee, New York, and Colorado) has put me into a time warp. I'm just ready for shit to settle down and mellow out. I know that I'm getting stressed out when Grandma appears to me like the Buddha. Though she's always had some Buddha like qualities (aside from her now non existent pot belly). See- even my writing is scattered.

The good news is that things at 489 Paradise Dr. just keep getting better. Granny, Gramps, and I have continued to have some great connections and conversations. Granny continues to make efforts to be open to eating more healthily and consistently so as to manage her blood sugar levels. The caveat here is that we all know that change comes slow and in small ways with her. But change is change. Gordy still gets pissed at her for not being willing to pick out concrete things for him to get at the store. But, as mentioned, she is doing better avoiding sweets, eating fruits, and we are working on the transition to whole wheat bread. She does like eating my fresh baked bread. Gramps continues to love the new Prius. Oh, he just loves the trunk. He says, "I don't have to bend over so much with the Prius; and it doesn't leak!" He's so damned cute.

I am starting to get emotional with my departure date fast approaching. I was downstairs stretching two mornings ago and watched Grandps and his cute little shuffle to the pantry and just started bawling. He is such a good dude. He is the most loving, kind man I know. And I know I'm emotional because there's like a billion things happening all at once. But knowing that I'm leaving after having been here for almost 6 months, there's a lot of emotion.

Anyhow- I'm sure it'll all settle down soon enough and I'll look back at this time and think: "that was such a great time in my life".