Are you furious because you didn't know about it or because he's going to another country for 3 years?

Oh, neither. This is from the dramas surrounding his retirement and our shared birthday two years ago.

Concerning his PNG adventures, I wouldn't know where to begin forming an opinion.

That sounds like an interesting venture, for sure. But I'm sorry he's so weird and clueless about whatever he did that pissed everyone off (I've utterly forgotten, I'm afraid).

Took a walk to the bank, got some lunch (the diet has made it hard to make myself talk a walk by saying 'I'll walk to get food/coffee/snack!"), and now really don't want to go back upstairs and finish the work I need to do. Sigh.

I'm trying to find what stuff there is to do in Hawaii in the rain. Apparently it rains so seldom that no one is really prepared for it. Yesterday, I tried to tour an historic church, and that was closed "because of the rain." Which confused me, since the church is, you know, a building, and thus one would think that people could be inside it while it was raining outside. There was a hula show that looked good for tonight, but people on Trip Advisor are saying that it's probably not going to still be on if it's raining, since it's outdoors.

Right now, I'm listening to some birds that I can't identify.

I helped a friend sort through her parents' house when they moved to assisted living. Her father, who was every inch a fourth-generation banker, flew a Curtiss Helldiver dive bomber in the Pacific during WWII. We found the survival kit he was issued, which included things like fishing gear and a tightly folded page of survival instructions. One tip: "Do not approach the natives of Papua-New Guinea." He was lucky he never had to use the survival kit; the Helldiver fell out of the sky with depressing frequency.

I bought Grandma Utz's chips today because I was excited about kettle cooked Utz chips.

After eating them and thinking "these taste odd" I realized they are cooked in lard. I'm not against lard but these were not tasty. At all.

Utz also makes kettle-cooked chips that aren't cooked in lard. They're not the "Grandma" ones.

askye, ha, I love Grandma Utz's fried-in-lard kettle-cooked chips! Most of Utz's chips are cooked in sunflower oil (I think). I discovered the ones in the brown bag cooked in lard when I was doing the whole no-vegetable-oils thing.

"Do not approach the natives of Papua-New Guinea."

They were cannibals, weren't they?

the Helldiver fell out of the sky with depressing frequency.

Don't ride in anything with a Capissen 38 engine, they fall right outta the sky.

Weird, clueless workaholic dad who can never understand he upsets people...are you sure we're not related?

Hypothetically, if I were to visit my family, who live six hours away, and I could only see them on Sunday morning, my dad would still go to church and completely miss me. Some parents are truly clueless even when they love you.