As many of you already know, I scheduled a trip to California this past April to see my uncle, but he passed away 10 days before my arrival. This weekend, I visited my brother to say hello and came back with the above "dust collector".
But first....
We had been waiting several days for notice that RQS's prescription had made it to the drug store. Given all of the hassles RQS had at the hospital shortly before Thanksgiving, it made sense for her to pick up the prescription during 2024. This would allow her to avoid the headache of getting this expensive prescription renewed by a new doctor shortly into the new year, when she'd be under time pressure to both get the prescription renewed and to pick it up. This notice came two days after Christmas, so we scheduled our visit to RQS's neighborhood over the weekend.
It was strange driving to RQS's place on a Saturday, when there were none of the usual traffic jams that are normally endured while heading towards her place. If we had choices, we would not have been on the roads, as the fog was so thick that one could barely see well enough to drive. Yet, we made it to RQS's place, and took care of multiple pharmacy visits.
Next, it was off to see my brother. It was good to see him, although things are not going well between him and my sister in law. I won't go into details here, but I will say that he has a strained relationship with his wife that he may be making worse. As soon as we got there, it was off to a seafood joint that my brother picked out. Both of us picked the twin lobster dish, while RQS had the lobster roll. All of us were filled to the gills by the time we left.
When we got back to my brother's house, I gave him a gag gift for Christmas. This gift was a novelty takeoff on a "Magic 8 Ball", where one could get an answer of "Yes", "No", or "Maybe" by reading the message at the bottom of the ball. My gift was a "Magic 6 Ball" that I found on Woot.com. Unlike the 8-Ball, the 6-Ball produces only useless answers. It'll make for a curious paperweight. He asked me to hold on for a minute while he went inside the house to pick up something for me. He returned with a statue that my uncle won for his work in TV. Now, I have a dust collector that I can not sell, nor wish to give away. However, I would have rather had the chance to meet him one last time, and to know him better....