Category Archives: Mom’s house

My Stepfather Is Doing Well, And We Send Thanks


Many of you who will read this know that my stepfather had emergency heart surgery about a week and a half ago. I came down to Santa Barbara to help my mother when he was released from the hospital. He does a little better every day. It was an extremely serious situation, and is by […]

An Unexpected Trip To My Mother’s House, Or, Saturday Morning at 11:03am


I will be leaving for Santa Barbara in an hour or so. My mother’s husband had surprise successful heart surgery last week. Successful is good, surprise is never what you want. He comes home today, so I’m going to drive down and help my mother get used to the new routine. My intent is to […]

The Long Drive Back From My Mom’s House, #2


We drove back from Santa Barbara yesterday. Got home after 11pm, past my bedtime certainly. Nephew’s team played in the consolation round of the tournament, winning their final game in a penalty kick phase after one period of overtime. I was aghast that they had 9 and 10 year old boys facing the anxiety of […]

The Long Drive Back from My Mom’s House


Driving back from Santa Barbara I mostly noticed the music. In that vast middle area of California there aren’t a lot of radio stations. Those stations you can find seem to be either Christian or Spanish. Of course, some may be both, but since Jesus is a fairly common Hispanic name and I don’t speak […]

Long Drive to My Mom’s House


A few weekends ago I drove down to Santa Barbara. I should explain that I live in the San Francisco Bay Area. Sometimes known as Silicon Valley, at least my part of it is. I drove down to Santa Barbara to visit my mother and her husband. By myself. It takes about 5 hours given […]