Double Nickels

Isn't it amazing that we Fubarians put together an entire west coast tour when we turned 50, and no one even wants to talk about turning 55? Does it have anything with reaching the speed limit and using our turn signals at all times as responsible adults? Well, after reaching that point I don't mind at all. Might even run a redlight late at night now and then and live on the edge....

Last week's session was a little more difficult than I'd have liked. It took only four days to recover, however, and by Friday I was eagerly awaiting Liz & Billy's arrival from the east coast. After a five hour delay in Denver, waiting for their plane to get in from Texas so they could come to Portland, they made it happen. It meant that Billy was up for something more than 24 hours, given a full day of work on Friday...That's a commitment to go see one's new in-laws we should admire. It would have been easy to book a return flight to Baltimore and call it a day, maybe spending a night with Nate and heading home. But the two of them soldiered on and arrived in the wee hours.

The holidays went well. Emotional, as usual, heightened by various medical issues this year. Lots of people have things going on, not just me. I guess that's either an age thing, or the bad news that we can share immediately via electronic means. Maybe we heard about others via more delayed media in the old days, but there sure seems to be a lot going on in the circle we call friends.

This week, I bask in the support of folks at work before heading back to the Infusion Den on Monday. Next week will serve well to get thank-you's done, give some thought to a reunion in Lompoc in March, and do some planning for the graduation weekend in May.

Happy New Year to all. Enjoy your January, and know that I think of the wonderful support team around me more than I can ever describe. Talk to you SOON!!