Sunday Thoughts Scattered

Hello, my friend the Blog. Good to be back once again. After three weeks much has happened but little has been determined. Glen Ellyn's winter has the upper-hand again as the windchill is ten below zero and I have wimped out once again on running outdoors. Instead, I am heading off to Einstein's to make sure my bagel and coffee skills are still operable. The status of my step-Dad is unchanged. He is slowly becoming less succinct mentally. The implications for this trend are quite scary. I'm not sure when it is right to assert my role as medical surrogate and try to help him make the right decisions. Two weeks ago he was initiating termination procedures for his week-end nurse who has been in the home for more than two years (Sally helped my mother as well). Fortunately, he was dissuaded from his decision.
He called last Thursday and told me there are spies in his home at night. He accused Sally of "fondling his ass" when she assisted in replacing his diapers. A charge that is incomprehensible if you know Sally. Things are slowly degrading to an almost tragic day-to-day issue or story. But my step-Dad's main caregivers, Pearl and Sharon, continue to endure and effectively contribute to his comfortable home care.
Changing gears, I gave in to my daily irritation with my 'bed-head' hair every morning. I'm following my grand-father, Rev. William F. McDermott, and becoming quite thin on top. Never one to hesitate on change, I got a buzz and I am now adapting to the new look. The only thing I know for sure is it makes my head quite cold when I go outdoors. Give me a few weeks for a final determination.
Talked with my friends Chuck Barton and Mike McClelland, two thirty-five plus year friendships. It was good to get caught up. Both sounded well and worried about how the economy will affect them this year.
Another note. On Thursday I skied Bittersweet in Otsego, MI, and enjoyed the day.
Unfortunately, I was tired after only three hours. My rental boots and skis were acceptable, but not as good as your own equiptment...never are. Since I'm going to Winter Park, CO, in March, I better do this a few more times to get my skills back.
It was fun to travel with Wesley once again and we were joined by four others from his Dunelands Ski Club. I'm looking forward to making some new friends in March.
Well, I'm running out of time before meeting friends for bagels this morning.
So I will close this rambling immediately. Over. Ricky