Tonight I made the potatoes above. At least, I tried. My potato shells didn't really work, so I just mashed the whole thing. And I added a little bit of tomato and some red onion. I don't have bacon, but that would have been even more incredible. As it was, my potato was Fucking.Amazing. Try the recipe :)
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The past week has been pretty ghastly. Depressing. Sad. Exhausting. Monday & Tuesday, my department at work all went to Chicago. At the airport in Chicago while waiting for my flight back, I got the news that my grandma was in the hospital, and had been for an entire week. No one had thought to tell my sister and I before then. Which royally pissed me off.
Grandma is the type of woman who doesn't, or didn't, ever go to the doctor. So when she went last year, they found that she had ovarian cancer, and it had spread throughout her body. She went through chemo, and they thought it was gone. A few weeks ago, I learned that it had resurfaced in three new spots, and that doctor recommended against doing chemo again.
I didn't realize it was so fast-moving.
As soon as I got home, I booked a ticket to Iowa. I left the next evening, on a red-eye flight. My dad, sister and uncle were all there at the hospital.
I don't like seeing my grandma the way that I saw her. I know she has only a short time left; she's finalizing all of her affairs and knows the end is near.
I always assumed that she'd be the last one to go, but it appears she'll be the first.
I got home yesterday morning. We won't be able to make it back for the funeral. It's a matter of vacation time and money. While I'm devastated at the situation, I'm glad that I got to go see her one last time. I hope her pain ends soon.
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