parental units
I ran home for lunch after class, and found my parents there, picking up some items at my house. It was a nice surprise.
Mom looked better (hopefully with less stress now, having seen the cardiologist), and seemed happy. I told her about meeting the neighbors Sunday night -- she thought that was cool that we now know even a couple more neighbors, and they're from "back home."
I forgot to tell Dad that M's doing his old job with water testing! And to tell Mom about my old classmate and the cocaine craziness.
Ah, yes. I forgot what it's like to have conversation NOT about pop culture. I like it. Especially with wine. Grillables help, too.