As some of you already know, my dad has been in the hospital for a little over a week. Pancreatitis from his alcoholism, the treatment of which has irritated the COPD from his cigar smoking. As is normally the case in this kind of situation, there has been a great deal of family drama.
Add to this that my mother is still in town and it's Mother's Day weekend. Oh, and that this is the really busy stressful time at work. I snapped yesterday on my way to pick up my mother while talking to Uncle Crickity Crack. There was lots of yelling on my part including the words, "Shut the fuck up!" before I hung up the phone. As I continued driving, I just let the tears stream. I have driven to Sacramento twice in the past week. That's 180 miles round-trip for me. One trip on Wednesday and one on Friday. The only day this week that I didn't go to work for at least part of the day was Friday. By Saturday I was feeling emotionally and physically burnt.
But Saturday brought one ray of sunshine. Weeks ago my mother and I planned to attend the annual flower show at Filoli. The theme this year was "Filoli Goes to the Movies." Below are some of the arrangements with the movie that inspired them -- if I actually remembered. Yep. I didn't take notes so this is from memory. I think I did a pretty good job considering.
And yes, the flowers were just what I needed after this past week.
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