Is that a face or what? She is so cute! We are so happy to finally be home, we had the slowest escape from New York, it seemed as if everyone had the same idea as we did, head up north. There was traffic on the Major Deagan, traffic on the Sprain Parkway, traffic on the Taconic and finally no traffic on route 23, but by then we were almost home. Lulu’s cute face is a most welcome sight after the long crawl we endured. Jack and Stanley are parked in the kitchen while my husband is fixing something to eat, Lulu is sitting next to me, giving me some love, she’s a beauty lady.
Hooray, no more uncooperative white hair! Since I’m not going to lose my hair after all, my husband convinced me to make nice with my hair. I don’t know why I have to be dragged to the salon, it doesn’t make any sense, because afterwards I’m always happy to be rid of the crazy white hairs dotting my scalp and I love having my hair blown out straight. I’m so silly.
My mother and I finally went to see Bridget Jones’s Baby, I was reminded why I liked the character so much, she is so exasperatingly adorable and loveable. In the several years separating the last Bridget Jones movie from this one, you would think a character would have matured, however even though our poor Bridget still hasn’t quite gotten her act together, you still root for her. My appreciation for Mister Darcy has not died down, no matter how charming Hugh Grant’s character was, I was rooting for Mister Darcy, just like in Jane Austen’s world, Mister Darcy may be severe and more than a little taciturn, but there is something about him that pulls at my sensibilities. My mother and I enjoyed the movie, me more than her, she found it a little long in the middle, myself I was happy watching Bridget navigate herself through a confusing pregnancy. I really liked it, after all, it had Mister Darcy.
We decided to take Stanley to Russell pond for the first time, it was a little chilly, my husband wanted him to experience the pond as a “puppy” so he wouldn’t be frightened by big pools of water later on in life. Our pool is different because as a dog, you can’t casually walk into the pool as you can at the pond. Stanley refuses to walk down the pool steps so the only way to get him into the pool is to carry him and he has never been on board with that idea. So as you can see, Stanley walked in the water under his own steam, he didn’t get very far, but at least he knows nothing uncomfortable will happen if he walks into a large body of water.
I love seeing movies where it’s obvious that the actors are having tons of fun. I had no idea that this mad comedy was based on a true story, you see the real persons at the end of the movie, they had paid their debt to society after being caught. I can’t imagine their story was as crazy as the movie was, but it made for the basis of a lot of goofiness.
It wasn’t a great movie, but I did laugh quite a bit. Zach Galivanakis can push the envelop to extreme lengths, he definitely commits to his comedy. I couldn’t be so courageous, I admire his passion for his art.
Our son and our nephew were jamming, our son on guitar, and Stephen on base, Jack was background vocals. They weren’t playing anything commercial just jamming, blending their sounds, playing in the dining room. Jack was in the living room with me, howling in time to the base. I was watching t.v with their music in the background and it was really nice, but Jack singing his heart out was just funny. I regret not thinking to record the jam session, hopefully there’ll be another time.
My husband made tacos for lunch, we were expecting a visit from both our son and our “nephew” Stephen today, they were planning to hang out and jam together, so my husband wanted to be prepared because they have healthy appetites and who doesn’t love a taco?
He added stuff to the usual ground beef, sautéed onions, garlic, his chili and some secret spices. It wasn’t overtly hot, the medium kick announced itself after you were finished with your taco, a little reminder to drink something other than water lol. Tacos are fun to eat, satisfying and quite tasty, though fairly messy if you’re like me.
Today was a gorgeous day, the flowers are still blooming, it was in the 70’s, the sun was shining, I will take as many days such as this one as Mother Nature is willing to give us. Unfortunately, this weekend may be the last one with temperatures anywhere near civilized. A cold front is coming next week, for Blandford that means we are in for a frost, my pretty flowers won’t surivive a frost, so this is probably their last hurrah, poor little guys.
Today was my meeting with the medical oncologist, Doctor Giannakis, at Dana Farber, it went well. The doctor was beyond prepared, he had been brought up to speed by Sean, (Doctor Mullally), he spent time going over my chart and scans, explaining what his impressions were, how he agreed with Sean and Doctor Guennier, my medical oncologist from Mass. General, in regards to immunotherapy and he said that now I could count him as another member of the team. He also told me his goal was to turn the word incurable into the concept of a chronic managed disease, it does sound better if you ask me. My son and I spent about an hour with him and we left feeling good. He established a plan of action with other options on the back burner in the unlikelihood that I get rejected for immunotherapy, as with everything in our health system, I will be at the mercy of the health insurance company. Sean is going to have to persuade the health insurance company to cover the immunotherapy off-label, which means that even though the FDA didn’t approve the treatment for esophageal cancer, there is data from recent trials that support this treatment’s efficacy in helping esophageal cancer, so it’s up to their discretion to cover an off-label treatment. I should know in the next two weeks. It sounds complicated, but it’s not really, Sean is a persuasive doctor, he’ll get the health insurance company to see it his way. (Keeping my fingers crossed)
So I now have three oncologists and I like all three. Today was a long day, but it had to be done. I agreed to be a part of research at Dana Farber, I agreed to let them use whatever is left over from tests, biopsies and blood work to further their work in r&d, I feel good about my small contribution to science. Anything to help in the battle against cancer.
Look at how blue the sky is, it still has the rich summer feel to it, the air may not feel like summer, but at least the sky still looks like it. This is my only ornamental grass, this year it got out of hand, the outer half is flopping down like a raggedy doll while the inner part is trying its best to stand straight and tall, it’s a mess. I do find it at its most beautiful in the fall, when the seeds are waving in the breeze like elegant amber fans, which brings to mind the song “America, the beautiful” my own little version in my front yard. I looked up the writer and I was reminded that Katherine Lee Bates, an English professor at Wellesley College, wrote the song inspired by her travels through Colorado, she was on a mountain top looking out at the magestic beauty all around her. We do live in a gorgeous country, wait, we live on a gorgeous planet, how lucky are we?