
Today is another almost-normal day, but I’m not jackleg enough to think this will be the norm. Because on December 19th, the party starts all over again with round 2 of chemo. So for now, I’m going to enjoy every minute of near-normalcy, starting with a holiday party at my friend Sandra’s. It might be the only one I make, so I’m going for it with me Mad Men dress and saucy tights. Still have my hair and extra winter pelt weight on me, so maybe no one suspect anything’s wrong. Maybe they always suspect that though. Wishing you guys an amazing holiday. So far, with the care and support we’ve experienced from our friends and family, this is shaping up to be the best holiday ever.
I’m glad you came to the party with your rockin’ dress, which I would have ripped off your body and claimed for my own if it wasn’t wildly inappropriate to do…especially to a cancer patient. I loved the snazzy pixie hairdoo. For some reason, it made me want to go out and watch Rosemary’s Baby. Ahh, to live the the Dakota for just one day. Next year we’ll toast to your kicking Weird Cancer Guy to curb.