I woke up hungry at 1:45 and decided to check my email before wobbling off to find sustenance. Before I did, I checked my email and noticed that I'd accumulated a bit of spam in the last couple days. Double-checking my spam folder before emptying it turned up an email dated yesterday from my Dad, via one of his other email accounts.
Apparently while I was busy driving to Blackwater on Thursday, my 89-y.o. grandfather, my last grandparent, was busy taking a header onto a doorknob in his house. He broke six ribs and cracked his shoulder blade in half. Luckily he retained consciousness and his cell phone and called my mom.
While I've been busy running around having fun over the weekend, he's been busy fighting for life on a respirator in an ICU. Things are still very touch and go.
Blogging may be light for a little bit. I promise I will get back to the fun stuff ASAP. Your thoughts are appreciated.