It’s hot and sticky out today, one of those days in Los Angeles when the sky has turned blue-grey mixed with patches of vanilla (In other words: fog mixed with smog.) I’m so tired I feel jet lagged. My dad had a relapse on Monday and was readmitted to the hospital. I spent the night there on a lumpy cot last night — the longest night ever! It makes him happy when I blog (and show him the pictures). So I’m blogging like crazy. You spend your life knowing that your parents will get sick someday with something that can’t be cured. I’m just not ready for this to be the day….