My Mom is at the hospital and had surgery yesterday. It drives me crazy to be here so far away in LA and not being able to visit her right now. I was able to shortly talk to her this morning and I know she’s doing quite well under the prevailing circumstances. I don’t need to worry, but I hate the fact that I can’t be there for her right now.
It’s strange, because this is not the first time I have lived away so far from home, but right now the distance seems overwhelmingly far… this, of course, could be due to the fact that a) more than 6000 miles are indeed … uhm, let’s face it… FAR, b) nobody was having surgery the last time I lived in CA, and c) after spending almost a whole year back in Germany, I had gotten used to being so close to my family again. I do admit that is kind of a contradiction, too, that a “family person” like me can physically be apart from her family for extended periods of time. Doesn’t quite fit, but I am trying.
Monday morning, we left for Ventura to see J’s parents. Well, we had indeed another reason to go there, because J’s granddad had promised some financial support for the band and they’re planning to invest into a video camcorder [to get recordings put on the Internet] and some other band equipment.
We went out for a late breakfast with J’s Mom at “The Golden Egg” in Downtown Ventura and then afterwards went to see J’s Granddad and Great-Uncle at the nursing home. We’re probably going back there some time in March, because What Generation will play a little acoustic show for them.
Before we went back to LA in the early afternoon, I got to spend some time with Andreas [remember from this post?] who is staying with J’s parents right now and who taught me how to bake “Sourdough bread”. European “Sourdough” bread is very different from what people call “sourdough” in the States. The European sourdough actually doesn’t taste “sour” at all. Andreas had prepared “sourdough” from scratch and showed me how to ferment the yeast. [I am not even sure if I am using the right terminology here, but I hope you know what I mean.] It was quite interesting and I might be able to bake my own sourdough bread from now on :)
Temperatures have gone down in the past two days [it’s about 56Ã‚Â°F = 13Ã‚Â°C] and I’ve spent most of yesterday in the bedroom in front of our heater. Yeah, I know, it’s ridiculous to complain about the weather, because I am sure it’s a lot worse in other places, but I am easily cold and therefore react drastically to the temperature drop [especially when J likes to open every single window of the apartment in the morning].
Our apartment building is kind of old, therefore we don’t have a central heating/AC system, but small wall heaters in the bedroom and in the bathroom and A/C in the bedroom. There is a heater in the living room, but J says it doesn’t work properly and most of the year, we don’t need a heater here in Southern California anyways, so I am ok with what we have.
I got my laptop, some hot tea and snuggled up on our bed, and I have to say, it was quite comfortable ;)
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