TGIF

Thank God it’s Friday! It’s been a long week. The cough is still ever present and I know it’s wearing on me. My only saving grace thus far has been sipping on tea and good ole cough drops. I finally picked up a prescription yesterday so we will see if that helps.

I’m looking forward to the weekend. My nephew is being baptized on Saturday. Then, we’ve got a little soiree for Meg and me at Meg’s parents that night. Let’s hope the rain holds off!

On Sunday night, we will be having a slumber party with my sister Patrice and her two nieces. The oldest one is 2 ½ and a bundle of joy. (Not to say my other nieces or nephew aren’t a bundle of joy – it’s just a little different once they start walking & talking). I asked my sister the other day what it was like talking to a 2 year old. My limited experience thinks you can't really reason with them, you can't level with them, you just let them run around the house and go off on a three-minute string of pure gibberish. Why can't I be a kid again!

For me, the joy of hanging out with little kids is that they don’t know you have cancer. They will talk to you and ask you a hundred questions and the “c” word will never come up. You can’t put a price tag on that…