Dad disappoints Mom

Had some absolutely weird dreams last night. Then again, most of my dreams are similar, so when one emerges that is radically different, it needs to be puzzled over.

I dreamt that my brother and I were on a road trip with just our dad, we were adults and my dad was elderly, but pre-strokes and in full health. We went to some mildly Canadian city, like Denver or something, a little too clean. We were staying at a hotel with a very narrow, very rickety elevator, on a high floor. I was responsible for driving this large boat-of-car, and my dad did not want to pay for parking, so the night we got in, we spent an hour looking for free on-street parking. The next morning, after waking up late, I go down to get some stuff in the car. The elevator is slow, so I walk down the narrow, rickety stairs and pass a large number of celebrities going up the stairs. First it was people I like, like Woody Harrelson and Neil Young, but as I got further to ground level it was all Kim Kardashian and Kesha. I got to the car, and there were piles and piles of parking tickets on it, and a parking cop was writing another. I tried to argue, but the sign said no-parking after 5am or something. I decided to pocket the tickets and hide it from my dad, and figure out a way to pay them later. I went back up to the room and my brother was in the bathroom, standing over the toilet but unable to pee. My dad was lying in bed watching TV, and I got into bed with him and gave him a long, big hug, it was great. At this point, I started to realize it was a dream and wanted to take full advantage of being in his presence. You don't get to hug your 6-year dead dad too often!

Woke up to a smiley wife and a smiley baby on the bed, both crawling all over me and giving me kisses. It was pretty awesome way to start a day that has great potential to be depressing again.

AM SNACK: 8:30am, iced green tea
LUNCH: noon, vegetarian sandwich, small sprite, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
Surprisingly disappointing. The sandwich came this week on a nice rosemary focaccia, but it was cut too small, the contents were overstuffed, and the oil and moisture of the vegetables made the bread a little soggy. Still ate it all, it was delicious, but not up to Almondine's standards.

PM WATERING: 1:30pm, 1 pint
LUNCH 2: 3:30pm, 2 slices super thin pizza, small almond ice cream, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5, 1 pint water
PM SNACK: 5:45pm, 2 small slices of pepperoni roll
The pizza cook was fooling around and rolled up a thin-stretched dough with pepperoni to make what is essentially a small under-raised stromboli. This brought back a strong food memory from my childhood.

I remember my dad came home from work one day, and my mom had to stay at work, so it was his responsibility to feed me and my brother. He brought a package of stromboli, which involved moz and wide thin slices of pepperoni wrapped in dough like a babka. It was ok, nothing great, but it was filling and there was some left over. When mom got home and saw what was in the fridge, she was very upset that dad has served her two children "such garbage".

I felt bad for my dad, and I was surprised that he would feed us "garbage". For trash, it wasn't that bad. I also knew that the stromboli was just pizza, rolled up without sauce and left to sit around too long. It's not THAT evil?!

This little piece of stromboli brought me right back to the kitchen in Staten Island, wondering why my mom was upset, and why my dad could of disappointed her.

DINNER: 6:15pm, 2 slices Sicilian, pint of water, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5


EVENING SNACK: 10:30pm, burger & fries, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5