Where I've Been

I haven't posted for about 3 weeks. At first, life was just busy with work and normal things.

Then a week ago my dad developed pneumonia from aspiration of a food particle. On Sunday I thought we might lose him.

He is hanging in there but is in critical condition and things are very bleak.

We're praying for God's will, whatever it is, and we're praying especially for mercy. Dad can't communicate whether or not
he's scared, but he looks scared.

My mom is still trying to heal from her back and rib injury, and has just gotten a sore throat and cough. She's worn out.
You know the saying: When it rains...

Will post when I can.

Shame on Me for Slacking on the Beer Diary! Bottles 6, 7, 8, and 9.

It's not that Scott is downing the brew faster than I can type. I've just been busy with school, and trying to feel my way around the tangle of moray eels that are my new students.

Let's recap:

January 19th

Beer: Phin and Matt's Southern Tier Extraordinary Ale

Beer Accompaniment: Gourmet pesto pizza from a local bar/restaurant/billiards place

I picked up the pizza and when Scott got home from work, I chose his beer. This is fun for me. I don't get out much.

Phin & Matt's was a huge hit with Scott. He loved it. And shockingly, I didn't run puking into the sink after I had my traditional sip. It was milder than many others I've sipped and gagged on, and I even took a second sip. (Yes, I can see the slippery slope I'm unicycling down.) It starts with two sips and ends in rehab.


January 21st

Beer: Ellie's Brown Ale

Beer Accompaniment: I can't remember

I do remember that Scott liked it and it was mild and satisfying. Sounds like an old commercial for Winston cigarettes.


January 30

Beer: Optimator Spaten, made in Munich

Beer Accompaniment: Delicious pasta, prepared by Scott. Rosemary noodles with salmon, asparagus, garlic, and red peppers. Exquisite.

My sip of the beer: Oh HELL no. This is bitter and doesn't even try to be friendly.

Scott: Yes, it's very German in that way.

He loved it, especially with the pasta.

And finally...

February 2

Beer: Xingu Black Beer (Doesn't that name just look foreboding?)

Accompaniment: Scott's misery. A snotty cold, hacking cough, made worse by a long day at work and walking the final block from the city bus in hideous end-of-the-world blizzard conditions.

My sip: Screw it. I don't want any.

His reaction: As soon as I drink this, please shoot me.


I don't think he could taste the beer, but hey, Xingu, thanks for playing.

TSNOWNAMI!

I wonder how many of you are also experiencing the crippling snow/ice storm?

On Facebook last night, a group of us killed the storm-time by coming up with names for this megamonster blizzard.
Here are some of them:

SnO-M-G

Sno-way

Point of Snow Return

Blizzaster

Snowtorious B.I.G.

Apocalypse Snow

Snowcial Networking Site/Frostbook

Snowpalooza

Blizzie Borden

Snowprah

Snow Freakin' Way

The Great Cornsnowlio

Snowthello

Stormageddon

Snowmageddon

Snowgate

Holy Snowman Empire

Snowmeo and Juliet

(to which I responded "Wherefore art plow?")



One person said "We're really plowing through these."
Another responded "I don't get your drift."
And finally, "I'll have to put more thawed into it."