Good morning! I dropped the girls off at their schools, but came back to the house afterwards to hang out a bit longer with my dad and siblings. My boys and I said our goodbyes. I'll see my family again next weekend. I dropped the boys off at their schools and head down to the office. I offered up the Sorrowful Mysteries for my mom's soul and my wife's continuing health along the first part of the commute and then listened to more of "Reamde" the rest of the way in. It looks pretty outside as we still have a lot of autumn colors but had a dusting of snow overnight. Yes, snow!
Downloading the over-the-air HTC security update for my phone. Luckily it's a small download and a quick fix, but the tech news made a big deal about this a couple of weeks back. It was a large security bug in the previous update.
Spent much of today in conference calls and trying to remember what I was coding a little over a week ago so I could finish it off and debug it in earnest. Left work on the late side and listened to another hour of "Reamde" along the way. The writing style is just so Neal Stephenson!
When I got home I learned that Qualcomm had sent a huge ornamental plant with condolences. Unfortunately for now it's locked in a room where the cats won't play with it and nibble on it. Michelle brought a smile to my face when I saw her wearing my old Wright State University sweatshirt from my grad school days ('90-'93) and mom's moccasins which dad left for her.
Feeling a bit mixed. I just tucked the boys in with their prayers, as I often do at night. Usually near the end we say “help mommy and grandma Tootie as they battle cancer; please welcome grandma Donna and grampa Tesoriero into Heaven...” and tonight it shifted to something like “help mommy avoid cancer; please welcome grandma Donna, grandpa Tesoriero, and grandma Tootie into Heaven...” As I wrote yesterday, “Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.”
Got a text from my dad. He and my siblings made it as far west as Cleveland. I'm glad their journey thus far has been smooth. I wish I could be with them and helping with the driving rotation.