Blowing Bubbles and "Stink" Eye!

Big exhale.

Yesterday was Kean's regular cancer screenings at MSTI.

He wasn't too happy to get his arms numbed up for "vampire draws"

but once we got there... they are so dang cute with him

he seems to forget why he is there.

 I'd have to say if I had someone blowing bubbles and singing to me,

I'd be happier about my doctors appointments too.

 In honor of National Pay It Forward day, my company, Scentsy, gives

all 1058 employees a ten dollar bill and a little card

asking the recipient to pay it forward.

While at the Cancer clinic the nurses told us about a teen boy who was

having a particularly rough day-- Kean and I went over, introduced ourselves

and then Kean gladly handed him the card and money.

It sure brightened our day-- hoping it did the same for Jake.

By the way, Kean's counts look good.

That's the great news.

The bad news is he woke up with a gift from the clinic--

Pink Eye.

So another day off of school.

This makes day 49 this year.  Isn't that insane?

And he has two weeks he's taking off for surgery starting

May 9th.

This boy is a record breaker I tell you!

Vegas Baby

Let me quote my dear husband:

"We are having Prime Rib.  Sorry for your bad luck!"

 I'm home while the whole gang (including my parents)

are spending Spring Break in Vegas.

I had to take a business trip to Atlanta

(I had an incredible view from my hotel room)...

 and got home yesterday in time for another baby cow

to make its debut this morning.

It looks and sounds like they are having a grand time.

I'm told Kean only whined for me for the first couple of days

(he's now conveniently forgotten about me)- ha.

They spent one day hiking around one of our favorites--

Valley of Fire.

 If you haven't been, it's about 45 miles outside of Vegas.

 And has all kinds of cool historical stories (about a renegade Indian

who killed a few people and hid up in these canyons)

and lots of Indian Petroglyphs.

 They got to have dinner with my childhood best friend and her husband--

and have been living it up in the sun at Grammy and Grandpa's house.

 There's no pool but a jacuzzi is just as good.

This is the house my parents are trying to sell -- again.

In case you didn't know, they had it sold once but the

guy died three weeks before closing.

If you know of anyone... er, looking to buy, not die--

let me know!