Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Snow on the Ground

We woke to snow this morning! Not a huge snowfall but enough to give us two or three inches on the ground. It blocked the sun rising on my side of the bed thus allowing me to sleep until 8:00. It was so beautiful to watch.

Mark took 8 people up to the mountains with the quads. They were gone for several hours. I wondered how they were feeling. I have such a dislike for being cold. You and I tried to take a half-hour walk but five minutes into it you slipped and hurt your arm. We went right back to the house. From now on we'll try indoor activities. There was something about that fall that really frightened you. Was it your health or your memories of the searches you went on where veteran hikers had slipped on ice chutes, disappeared and were found dead several days later? There seemed to be a huge number of those your first years of search and rescue. You mentioned it several times today.

We had some women from church over for a spa afternoon. We had a nice time and one family stayed on through the evening for dinner and game night. Mike sang his songs: "Ginger and Buddy: the Mini-Wiener Dogs", "No Testosterone", "18 Frickin' Holes" (his golf song) and "My Joy", his song for his wife. He is good. I hope you enjoyed it.

You were uncomfortable today. You had a lot of fatigue and diarrhea again. You thought it was from the ham sandwich I made you for lunch. Your chemo gas is bad enough. You and I lie in bed with the can of room freshener and laugh, but I feel sorry for you when you get diarrhea. It weakens you and tires you out.

You went to bed before we started our game night. You don't usually play our games anyway so I'm not surprised when you disappear but I have always wanted you to join in and have some fun. Maybe it's not who you are or ever will be. We played Beyond Balderdash in pairs this evening. I was paired with Scott, and we did miserably. We didn't even spell LSD correctly. Seriously. Where are our brains? But we now know what a tulchin, a scopula and a butwink are.

Scotty has an iPod with a very long playlist. I don't know if the sound wakes you up or keeps you from sleeping. People are singing along tonight. You seem to be asleep.

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