Tomorrow will our 3rd wedding anniversary - funny, I thought the typical present of the 3rd anniversary was leather, not toxic radiation. Shows you what I know.
Our anniversaries have continually gotten worse. Our first was spent in Winthrop, WA, a sleepy little town in northern Washington, and it would have been fun had there not been this massive forest fire a few miles away smoking the place out. We ended up going to Lewiston for our 2nd anniversary and eating at this nice-looking but very underwhelming restaurant (when I order a steak, I do not expect it to be cut up for me; I still have all my teeth, tyvm), and days later we got the current diagnosis. And now our third is being spent in a hospital.
Cheryl's doing pretty well, but tends to have periods of "bleargh-iness" due to the radiation, but she's able to get up and walk around a bit, and happily chowed down on some naan I brought back for her (and, by happily chowed, I mean she nibbled on small pieces like a squirrel).
I will probably be heading out to one of the giant shopping malls to do some no-sales-tax shopping later, and I just found out that there's a local IMAX theater...and I haven't seen The Dark Knight yet...
Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Pinky?
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