We are the ones still Swinging

My mother is doing better. When I visited her on Wednesday, she was sitting in a chair, and her color had returned. She has many tests, and will probably remain at the hospital through early next week. Thursday, when I tried to visit, she was resting, so I left. To my surprise, my father and one of my sisters were just arriving in the lobby as I was leaving. I told them that she was trying to sleep. They seemed unconcerned, and my sister said, “We’re only leaving off this [notebook].”

Perhaps the title “As perfect a Thursday” recently has been overused, and I certainly do not want for all of my posts on Fridays to always have the same name, since I generally only author one post per day.

I paid my bill at Verizon Wireless, and went to Grandstand Burgers, where I also went on Tuesday instead of the 75th Street Brewery, to where I would have normally gone at five in the afternoon, if I was not suffering from the effects of eating food from the roller grill. Again, just moments after I returned home at 3:30 p.m., my father and sister also returned. They talked to my mother until she was fully awake. Oh, sure, that’s fair.

Lyra (Friendship Is Tragic) remarks, “Early Bird catches the Worm.”

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My mother often watches World’s Wildest Police Videos, a preference that baffles me, and my preference for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic similarly confuses her and everyone else in my family. My mother also likes Pretty Woman, a film which teases, like your girlfriend, “[I’d] love to be your beck-and-call girl.”

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Sometimes, I confuse Roxette who sang, “Lay a whisper on my pillow,” and Wilson Phillips who sang “Hold On.” Lately, I have been giving a listen to 98.9 The Rock, who played “STILL SWINGIN” by Papa Roach, the song from which the title for this post originates.

I considered that I might try to see my mother again later on Thursday, but I was just tired, so starting at four in the afternoon, I took a nap. Earlier, I had stopped by the Cavalier C-Store to talk with my friend Aaron, with whom I had dined at Houlihan’s on Wednesday night. We made plans to meet for dinner again last night. He sent me a text message, and later called me about a change of venue: Taco Bueno in Olathe. Later, I visited the home of Denton.