A quick trip to Boise this weekend, on a whim. I checked the flights on Friday at 4pm, saw they were wide open, and decided to take my first non-rev flight back home. It was cool, but not cold. Stayed at Shawn and Chris's place, and visited my usual haunts. Also had a decent French Dip at The Tavern at Bown Crossing, which is sort of a high-density shopping area plopped to the east of Boise. Shopped at Powell's, which is a fun candy store packed with lots of sweets and novelties. Later Saturday night I saw Keith and Daniel at the Lucky Dog for 80s night, which was packed and relatively fun.

My father had major back surgery a few weeks ago, and is getting around only with the help of a walker. He seems to be doing well, but he's lost a lot of weight and will obviously be recuperating for quite awhile. I also dropped in on my grandmother. She had injured her neck and back, and was also having trouble getting around and taking care of herself. I picked up her kitchen, cleaned out her refrigerator, and did a little grocery shopping for her. I'm afraid grammy won't be living on her own for much longer. It was sad and frustrating to see like that. I don't think she told her sons how badly she was getting on. My dad sounded shocked, and I hope he'll arrange a discussion with his brothers soon. She has a room at my uncle's house whenever she wants, but has resisted leaving her house and her friends. But it's time.

Back to Phoenix.

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