I’m still stunned by how people can act sometimes, and this time by people, I mean my Dad. Last night after finishing eating our habitual and obligatory dinner together, I made the announcement that I had a long weekend coming up because the 4th of July falls on a Tuesday, and I have both Friday and Monday off in addition to Tuesday. I asked the boys what they thought if we went back to the Oregon coast like we did last summer. After they understood where we were planning on going, Trulie and I say to my Dad, “And we would like to invite you along as well.” We didn’t even get the whole sentence out before he throws up his hands and in a loud firm voice says, “Pass.” He then continued on, it’s going to be hot this weekend and we have to water the flowers and the garden. I started to say that I knew that, I was going to hire someone, but again he just flat-out refused. There was no, “Thanks for inviting me, but I’d rather just stay home,” it was just a flat-out NO. As if I had offered