Let it snow, let it snow , let it snow!

Oh I hated getting out of bed Thursday morning until Cindy glanced out the window and got my attention. This old New Hampshire boy took a look at that beautiful white dusting on the ground and had such a rush I think my tumor got re-oriented. I just couldn't wait to get in Jim's van. To me, snow and cold air are just so invigorating and fresh. Jim has years of experience avoiding the "others" who are the real perils of winter driving, so we had a beautiful drive to Blue Ash. No results from the brain scan yet, so everything went fast and we soon found our way to an old hanger where a group has been restoring an old B-17 found in Greenland years ago and brought here in pieces. What a marvelous job they have done and created a beautiful exhibit somewhat unknown to the public. Thanks Jim. Poor Cindy wasted most of her day downtown at the courthouse accomplishing nothing on a school case. Yesterday was a bit harder with the pain angle so I slept more than usual again. I did however read at least three of the pamphlets on cancer and chemo from my packet which was good. In reference to what they say, I think I'm pretty lucky, so keep those thoughts and prayers going everyone. I truly want to believe that any pain, ill effect, or other uncomfortable situation that I don't get to experience is due to your prayers and encouragement. Wonderful cards, emails and calls again yesterday made the rest of the day so much better. One in particular from a special hairy faced smoothy kind of character, was simply one of the nicest emails I think I have ever received. What a blessing you all are. God Bless you all, you are loved.