Grrrrrrr........Brrrrrrrrrr

It's Wednesday and Evan is STILL in the hospital. His fever subsided two days ago and he is no longer connected to an IV drip. Why is he still in there you ask? For observation. His counts still aren't that high so his doctor today told him that they wanted to keep him in there one more day. But no one checked his vitals and since Evan doesn't eat hospital food (that stuff will kill you!) I bring in his lunch and dinner everyday - so neither one of us is really sure why he needs to be there for observation since we seem to have it under control. Maybe it's just so we can spend more money in the parking ramp. Evan is less than pleased, and I'll be honest, I don't blame him. It's super boring in his room and we both are growing weary of watching Sergio Leone Spaghetti Westerns for the third day in a row. And I'm tired of losing cribbage games. Grrrrrrrrrrr.

Moving on to Brrrrrrr..... On Saturday morning when I was bringing Evan back home from his daily appointment the blower for my car heater blew out. Evan was waiting in the car when it happened and, being a mechanic, he diagnosed the problem immediately (the smoke emmenating from the engine was a good indicator, as was the lack of heat). Unfortunately, I couldn't take it in to my mechanic until yesterday. So, without a heater or defroster I drove my car the two miles to the auto shop, scraping the inside of my window at every block so that Isee enough to make it there in one piece. Did I mention that it was -1 out yesterday? It was a chilly ride morning ride. But, as always, the guys at TA Automotive took great care of my car and had it fixed by closing time and I had a toasty ride home by nightfall.

I love heat!

Fast forward to today. After visiting a very grumpy Evan for lunch, I offered to go home and bake him some brownies and bring him a sandwich for dinner. This seemed to perk him up marginally. Score! So, I trudge back out to the parking ramp, roll down my window, and make my daily donation to the parking gods. I turn on to the street and roll up my window. Ooops, pressed the wrong button. Try again and press the right button. Roll up my window. What the .... ???? The damn window won't go up!!!

Did I mention that it was -8 today?!

So there I am, heat blowing from my newly installed blower and a wide open window, laughing. I couldn't even enjoy the relative warmth of my little Honda for 24 hours!

Anyway, I did some quick calcualtions in my head about how long it would take me to get to my normal mechanic and, eyelashes freezing and teeth chattering, quickly decided that I would take my chances at a different mechanic. I dropped it off, and though he couldn't fix it on the spot, he could house it in a warm spot overnight and he's hoping to have it done tomorrow.

I love heat and operable windows! Hopefully!

So, an hour after leaving Evan, I arrived back at his bed not so much to see him, but to warm up from my 30 minute walk back from the mechanic (I missed the bus and opted to generate some heat walking rather than standing around and freezing waiting for the next one. Let's be honest though, at -8 , I didn't stand much of a chance of remaining warm for long, even with all my layers and sleeping bag coat). Unfortunately, I arrived at Evan's cell without brownies. Luckily, he's forgiving, and after a quick jaunt out to the sub shop, I left Evan still grumpy, but at least full of non-hospital food.

So, there's the latest and greatest from Minneapolis. GRRRRRR and BRRRRRR.