My Weekend through Monday

Saturday I had bookclub at my house and I felt great. I even baked something for it which I screwed up by using organic sugar. So, get this...my Mom calls and asks me how bookclub went and I say, "You know that recipe you gave me? Well, the sugar was weird." That is all I said - "sugar weird" - and she replies, "Did you use organic sugar? I am sure you did. Here is what you do...you have to process it a bit, so put it in the food processor to break it down a like more so that I dissolves better." Pause. Pause again. HOW THE FRICK DOES SHE DO THAT?!?!?!?!?! Good thing I have boys because I will never be able to do that. Oh well, I can try again next month. I have bookclub next month too because these amazing women offered to come to my house so that I don't have to drive. They have been doing this the entire time. One comes from Bothell. No complaints. Have I explained how lucky I am???? So, after bookclub and napping with the boys, some friends of ours invited us to the opening game for the Seattle Thunderbirds in the new Kent Arena. We were center ice 12 rows up. The seats were AMAZING. This was the first time is ages I went out at night, like with tickets AND my husband. This wasn't dinner at a friends house or a candle party. It was a public place with tickets. It was like a real date. My neighbor watched the boys and, after Grant talked me through my panic attack thinking about lining up for the bathroom and "What if I have an accident???", we went. At the game, Grant and I realized we have never been to a hockey game together. I have been to his hockey games which I quickly stopped going to because he is chippy and all I could think about is him hurting himself. I have gotten suite tickets for him and his friends because a friend of mine had company suite tickets, but we have never been to a game together. Funny part about that is, despite what the you may know about me, I have been to plenty of games, but we won't go into that today or really ever. So, we watched the game, and he made comments, I made comments and he said, "I have been watching that guy you mentioned and you are right...." Thinking, "I am? Maybe I did actually pay attention all those years ago or maybe being married to a Canadian and watching hockey night in Canada sinks into your pores." In any case, we had a really good time - together - on a date that wasn't in the middle of the day or sandwiched between doctors appointments. I had a date and fell in love with my husband all over again. Oh, also, our seats where in the "suite" section, so I had a padded seat, extra heat, AND a private bathroom. What more could a rectal cancer, temperature sensitive, girl ask for? I am totally going back to that section!!!! Mason and Grant went back the next night for the 5:00 game and had a lot of fun. Mason, of course, liked the hot dog and intermission activities best, but he is four. Sunday I felt like a truck hit me, but in the end I had a good day and then last night I had dinner with old friends. We have met every year for 10 years during the holidays. (This one was postponed due to weather and my chemo schedule.) I have only missed one - last year because of radiation. On the way to dinner, I was so happy to be seeing them that I started to cry. I tried not to, but the tears just rolled down. Last year, when I wasn't able to go, I thought, what if I never go again? But, you see, I did - last night, and we laughed so hard that my sides hurt. I LOVE THOSE DINNERS. I LOVE LAUGHING SO HARD IT HURTS. Maybe that was my Christmas miracle. What a lucky girl I am. Love, Ang