Yesterday was Dad's retirement party at work. It was really nice.

My Mom called me this morning to let me know that Dad has to have angioplasty surgery on Monday. I got a little ticked that they've decided to keep this under wraps until now since they've known about it for a while. It's not like he's just anybody or anything like that. But I do understand how my Dad is about people fussing over him and how much he hates that. I just don't want anything to be wrong with my Dad. He has a 70% blockage on an artery that they'll take care of. He should be back to normal by Thursday next week, so it's pretty easy to get over.

Oh, have I ever mentioned I have the cutest baby in the world? He pretty-much is.

He also has his own language...