Apparently ....

... I talk out loud while thinking about stuff in the shower. I have been told that it is a little creepy.

Your Mileage May Vary

So yesterday I get a text message from Julie: "OMG go read TJ's latest post!"


Followed shortly by :"You buy! You buy! You buy! You buy! You buy!"

So on the way home last night I did. It was on sale, only $15. I guess demand was off now that Valentine's Day was gone. Another text message: "Hurry home!"

I get home, take the dogs for a quick walk, and then we get busy. The sensations were ... novel. Certainly not bad, but hard to say it was better. Different, in a good way. Definitely got a FOGHORN, although the stuff only gets some of the credit.

Gonna try it again? Yup.

Nearing the End, Thank Gods

There are good days and bad days, but the bad days are getting worse, and more frequent. Julie is currently recovering from her fifth round of chemo, and it's pretty clear that the lining of her stomach is pretty much gone. Foods that she could eat fine a few weeks ago now trigger her nausea. Happens so often, that we are developing little routines and in-jokes while we sit on the bathroom floor next to the toilet, waiting for the next round of heaves. And she's getting weaker, not surprisingly. A couple of hours at the mall Sunday left her exhausted.

All this physical stress is tearing down her emotional state too. She feels horrid many days, she can't work, she's tired of playing computer games.... I'm getting worried about how much longer she can keep this up.

Fortunately next week will be the last chemo session. She'll get a few weeks to recover from that, which she's really gonna need, and then the mastectomy. Surprisingly, that will be much less stressful physically, because it doesn't involve cutting any muscle. The doctor says she'll recover in a week.

And then, mid-April, she is scheduled to start her new job, the one she was originally going to start six weeks ago. It can't get here soon enough - she needs to have this medical poisoning done with, and to get back to having a life.

Things I Learned Watching the Superbowl Commercials

1) Drinking Coke makes it safe to sleepwalk across Africa

2) You can fake your death and be buried with a week's supply of Doritos

3) Buying your car at CarMax will impress your gopher

4) Casual Friday means everyone shows up in their underwear

5) If pictures of naked women were allowed on the internet, gay men would slap each other

6) Being in a committed relationship with a woman will cause you to lose your spine, your penis, and your hearing. But purchasing the right pants / tires / portable internet device will get the first two back for you.

7) Superbowl commercials have gotten truly lame