My Dad

I get such a great laugh every time I stay over night at Dad's. My new routine this quarter, post-employment, is that I stay at his place once a week, if I don't go home to visit Gramma. Mondays are the designated days, although starting next week, I may switch to Wednesday nights. I have to be at school relatively early on Tuesdays, and the traffic heading West is worse than East from West LA.

Anywho, Dad has me do random things in the midst of my frenzied, stressed state. Tonight, he had me route a public transportation route from West Covina to the Queen Mary. I kept telling him that it'd take a few hours, and he's better off driving there, but he didn't believe me. Sure enough, it would take 4 hours and 3 transfers.

Earlier, he asked me how to fill butane fluid in a nifty little lighter utility key chain. I kept looking at it, wondering if it was the freebie I won from a website. I thought it wasn't since that website would usually put its brand all over it. Dad came in with another one, totally still in its package, and said, "hey, what do you think of these?" Curiosity finally got the best of me.

"Dad, did you get this from [that website]?"
"Dude, I've been getting so many of these! I have like 20! I've been giving them away to my friends!"
"Are you serious about getting 20 of them?"
"Yeah, I'm serious. Yes, they're from [that website]. How did you know?"
"Because they're mine! I won like 4 of them from their website. Did you really get 20 of them?"
"Yes! I kept getting 2 a day, and I kept giving them away to my friends. This is the last one."

He comes in from time to time to check on me and hang out, too. He'll lay on Gramma's bed (for shame!) and shoot the breeze. He mentioned a few times how he gets these dizzy spells. I asked if he's had his blood pressure checked recently. He said, "yah, I have, it's fine. I just checked it." "What do you mean you just checked it?" "Oh, I have my own machine at home." Hm. Interesting.

He told me that he thinks it's b/c he stays cooped up at home a lot...and that next time, I should invite him out on one of those walks (referring to the MS Walk I did yesterday).

After every visit, he'll say, "ok, I'm going to bed so you can get your work done."

It's kind of like when he's on the phone and he'll say, "ok, bye!...wait! wait! are you still there?" 4 times before the conversation really ends. I've learned to not hang up until after I've heard him hang up.

Do your parents do that?