Mother & Son Sunday Funday

I told Jackson to plan a Sunday Funday for us. We ended up lunching at Panda Express, and then spent two hours bowling at Bowlero, which is a fairly posh bowling alley near home. It’s def the only bowling alley I’m interested in. Lol. He won every single game!

We had a really good time together, but it really took every ounce of my strength. I am so worn out. It’s a stark reminder of how weak I am. Very disconcerting. I’m glad I was able to rally and spend this time with him though, because the truth is that I can feel how close to the end I am.

We stopped at Nick and Nancy’s on the way home and their dogs absolutely adored Jackson.

Saturday Night

Dinner with C & J was fabulous. Just what we needed. Delicious food, and wonderful company. We can be ourselves around them, and that is the greatest gift right now.

My soup was legendary, as always:

I meant to get a pic of the four of us, and forgot…again. Lol. But I did get these snaps:

It was a good night. ♥️

D’s Work Christmas Party

It was good getting to see all of his colleagues and their spouses again after so long. I also got to meet some people I hear about all the time. The party was at City Foundry, which I had never been to before, and it’s a cool place. It was a good time, though I’m still bummed it was the same night as Freya’s choir concert. Hopefully I’ll be here and well enough to attend the spring concert. That’s what I keep telling myself.


Carrie and I hit the road this morning to visit our old stomping grounds in Columbia. We had lunch at a favorite restaurant, and then visited campus, where I got my shop on at the school bookstore. I needed a new Mizzou Law tee since mine is filled with holes, and I’m happy to report I’m now the owner of a brand new one. I also picked up some swag for the kids since they both have talked about maybe going to Mizzou. It was great to be back there and remember all the things from such a fun and carefree time in my life.

We had so much to talk about and I feel like we talked non-stop all day. It was perfect and so very good for my soul.

I love you, lady!! Never forget it. ♥️

about last night

D was craving tamales, so we went out for Mexican. I decided to treat myself to a strawberry marg, which was delicious, but made my stomach hurt. Alcohol doesn’t sit well for me anymore, which is a real bummer considering how much I’ve always enjoyed it.

Things got a little emotional at dinner as we talked about some cancery stuff. We just feel so ripped off, and it’s hard not to be bitter. Still, we agree that we can still milk some good out of life, and that’s the plan. Live big!

PS: I was wearing a long black dress with the purple wig and glasses. D said I looked edgy, like the cool girl in college who wouldn’t talk to him. I just thought that was cute and worth noting. ♥️