Happy Daddy's Day

First, let me wish all of the dads a Happy Father's Day. I hope your day was nice =)

Today was non-stop all day for me. I met my dad, step-mom and grandma for lunch at the Hamlet in West LA at noon. They didn't have our reservation in the book that I made 2 weeks ago, but that's ok...they sat us anyway. We finished lunch at around 1:30 and then we had to stand around and wait for my uncle to drop off my aunt at the restaurant to go with my grandma somewhere. After lunch, we dropped off my step-mom and then I went with my dad to Pottery Barn on 3rd Street in Santa Monica. He had to return a chair and pick up a new one.

After Pottery Barn, we headed over to Cedars Sinai to visit my aunt who has been in the hospital since Wednesday. She has a very rare disease called Pityriasis Rubra Pilaris and she is VERY sick right now. They found a blood clot in her leg today and now she is on a blood thinner for that. The only reason they actually admitted her into the hospital is because her blood sugar level was up to 480 and it should be like under 100. Sooooo, that was a bad sign. Anyway, we sat at the hospital for a couple of hours to keep her company. I feel so bad for her. She is in such a terrible amount of pain. It's actually really hard to see her like this.

Once we left the hospital, my dad dropped me off at my car and then I drove out to Agoura to see Danny. Needless to say, I am exhausted. I haven't been home since 11:00 a.m. and I am just pooped out right now. I know it doesn't sound like I did much, but it definitely took a lot out of me. This whole weekend has pretty much knocked me on my ass, especially when we went to Victorville yesterday to the Huck Finn Bluegrass Festival. Danny's company has a bunch of generators powering it and we needed to go do some stuff there. Well, lemme tell you that the people there were so incredibly rude. Not to mention, they all were like Ozark mountain people (i.e. missing teeth, limbs, and they were super dirty). I felt like I was in The Hills Have Eyes 3. Very un-appetizing crowd. I'd imagine that's what it would be like if I was in redneck hell. Oh yea...and I especially loved seeing the confederate flags flying around (I hope you can detect the sarcasm). I don't think you could pay me to go back there.