Friday, Dec. 17, 2004
12:30 p.m.

I have been taking a break from carrying the camera around all the time, since Scott said he could never get his hands on it because it was always with me. So he’s been playing with it, thus you get photos like the one above, where he’s been experimenting with various settings. Don’t ask me what, or why.

Flower shop just called, someone has sent flowers that will be delivered later this afternoon. Scott denies it’s him — again — but I can’t imagine who else would be sending them.

We have Jordan here for the day while Joan goes out to do some of Mom and Dad’s Christmas shopping. Mom’s doc has added a steroid to her medication mix, and the bone pain was gone yesterday for the first time, but she was nauseated all god damn day. So much for claims that patients don’t have to suffer from cancer because there is medication for the pain. This looks like suffering, to us, even though things could be far worse. Mom is not complaining, mind you; she’s just trying to make the best of it and get through her days.

I am in the middle of my work day, but there is other news. It looks like we’ll be moving at the end of January, to a large and lovely home 10 minutes from Mom and Dad’s. I’ll have to fill in the details later. Right now, back to work.