Still stuck away from home and away from my grow, pop might be able to come home from the hospital today. He blew a hernia and he was making balloon animals out of his insides. Sry but not sry I warned yall I have a sick sense of humor. They didnt want to release him until they could put a coin in the slot and get some change back and dude texted me almost midnight last night to proudly tell me he pooped.
Man its just been one thing after the next with him. Beginning of July it was clots, then while that was going on they realized he needs a pacemaker asap... put it in and didnt place the contact right so they had to open him back up. Then last week it was pneumonia and this week the hernia. Fuck, I always gave him shit all my life how he always went on about the Hoo-Rah grunt life in the USMC that he takes to an annoying level sometimes, down to the "call me Gunny" shit. But you know, watching him take this beatdown like a man, he really is a tough old Marine!
And mom, well she has Alzheimers and walks like Joe Biden, cannot be left alone anymore. But she is still mom in there as evidenced by our trip to visit pop last night. We were walking down this long empty hall, I felt a fart coming on so I said mom why dont you walk ahead? Then I checked downrange and fired for full effect. Mom stopped dead in her tracks and asked, Was that YOU?" And I giggled and started walking ahead of her when suddenly I heard the sound if a loud blotchy fart that sputtered a few seconds at the end.
And I dont know how else to descrube what followed. My dear old 82 year old mother and me in the middle of a hospital hallway, tears pouring from our eyes and holding each other up as a couple people walked by and it dawned on me that folks probably though we were overcome with unimaginable grief but in reality we were just laughing our collective asses off so hard that we had to hold each other upright.

We act very inappropriately in hospitals and churches is all im gonna say.
Oh yeah... grow stuff. I was being a worry wart with the wife over my Ice Cream Cake mom, she had gotten super hungry super quick for potassium and caught me off guard (Do they do this when they get seeded?) and so on Monday when I had to pack up quick and leave I had fed her a tea of compost, wood ash and molasses, crossed my fingers and left and by looking at the pic below it looks like I was able to stop the progression. This is the mom Im watching because dad has the same awesome side branch Christmas tree growth.