cold skiing.
Work today involved yet more testing and tweaking of the component that Jim left us with. It's not that it was broken, it's just that it's so brittle as to be nearly useless, as he did literally no testing that didn't follow the 'correct' way of doing things. The test plan is quite long, and every time I pore over it I'm struck by how nice it is to be able to perform unit tests on the non-GUI components. Jay's hopeful that we'll get it all out the door pretty shortly.
Before my father picked me up for skiing, I tried making blueberry pancakes again. This time, I nuked a half-cup of frozen berries for about thirty seconds, and mixed them into the batter. It does help, but next time I'll take the blueberries into account when I add the liquids, so as not to get slightly watery batter as I did this time. Still, they were honestly good blueberry pancakes, and I was pleased.
Shortly thereafter, my father picked me up, and we went skiing. On the trip up, he told me a more extended account of what had happened with Linda. It was a series of catastrophic mishaps, botched surgeries and misery. Now her kids have kicked Gene out of their house, despite him having lived with her for "ten or fifteen" years (as my father put it; I don't know exactly how long they'd been together). It was a terribly, terribly depressing story, and I feel pretty sorry for Gene. Some things can't be helped, but a lot of this sounds like it was pure malice on the part of Linda's kids. Who would do that kind of thing? Ugh.
It was cold out tonight, very cold. (Around zero, plus quite a bit of wind.) We both bundled up under double gloves, wool socks, helmet liners and the like, and we were still chilly. On the positive side of things, this meant that the mountain was pretty much empty, so we got a lot of skiing done. I learned how to go much faster--it's all about leaning down the hill--and nearly kept up with my father. Nearly.
In good news, his blood pressure's back down, probably lower than mine now; they have him on more meds. I was worried for a bit, there.
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