Peaceful Ride, for the moment!

Gosh, I am getting really terrible about updating this blog... my apologies. Jim is doing okay which is why, if there are no posts, you can safely assume we are working on minor toe-stubs, instead of major crises. He completed the first course of Revlamid, and is now on the second. Real food remains a problem, but Ensure helps with his caloric intake. That, and Jello with whipped cream. But Father's Day he was better, and celebrated with a little fish and rice. I know that sounds like a bad day at a Laotian prison camp, but for us it was a tiny victory.

We've had numerous celebrations since the last blog. Lynn had her birthday, and I had mine. She is still younger than me. By a lot. The grandkids are about to get out of school for the summer, (let the fighting begin!) so there have been the requisite concerts and playoff games (I am especially bad at making playoff games and may have my title of Grammy revoked by the Orwellian task-masters who regulate such things)

Throw in a bridal shower, catering for a friend's birthday party, a couple of medical visits, and all you have left is a substantial pile of dust bunnies, the cap from a water bottle some feathers from the comforter and a ring from the Flying Horses. Oh, no, that was what was left from moving our bed into Matt's room last. Sorry. Nice thing about a new room is that it is so empty when you start out. If you can't fight the clutter, just move. Feels like a free night at a Motel 6!!

Love you all for bearing with us on this remarkable ride.