That's been my motto this week and the only thing keeping me going is an upcoming friend's visit on Thursday. I've barely slept but it is all worth it. Tonight I have a little bit of time and I was excited to watch Bizarre Foods on Travel Channel, but it appears Jen has DVR'ed Nova's presentation of "Arctic Dinosaurs." Guess I will be getting a lesson in paleontology instead of watching some guy eat something that looks a lot like snot. I suppose I should embrace the opportunity to learn about something that I know very little about. But damn I wanted to see him eat some nasty stuff!
Tomorrow is another very very long day: up before 6, meetings, treatment, work, more meetings! WOO HOO! BUT--once the end of the day hits, I am almost there...almost to the point of having FUN and not worrying too much about everything else going on. Oh I am so excited!!!
Ahh....I almost forgot! A few weeks ago, I went to the Museum of Science and watched an IMAX presentation of "The Alps." It was about one man's desire to climb the threatening North Face of the Eiger--the same face upon which his father climbed his last. I am rather intimidated by IMAX theatres in general--don't know why really. It might be the rather slanty, tiny steps going up or the dramatic pitch that one is seated upon. Whatever it is, it gave me some sense as to the real height and feeling that one might have while mountain climbing and it provided me the insight to make this decision: there is no mountain climbing for me! Kilimanjaro is one thing--but Everest or Annapurna--no thank you! Clinging from teeny tiny rocks that you pray don't detach suddenly from the mother rock--not really my cup of tea. I like to think of myself as adventurous, but not in that way. Maybe if I'd started at a young age...but for now, I think I will keep my feet on the ground.
Speaking of Kilimanjaro: An ex-CIA agent died only 20 feet from the summit of the great African mountain on Sept. 19. Nauru passed on this piece of information hoping to deter me from setting this as my "Turning 30" goal. Not sure if it's worked yet or not...probably not, because I just can't come up with anything else that really says "DAMN IT I'M 30!!"
On another sad note, it's been exactly one month since Jim died. I still have mixed feelings about it and have only had a few nightmares to accompany these intense unfamiliar emotions. Saturday would have been my mom and Jim's 11th wedding anniversary. Please continue to pray for my mom--she's still quite a mess.
Well, I guess that's the report from the getting-colder-by-the-day Northeast! Probably won't be around much since tomorrow will be crazy and then my little buddy arrives Thursday morning! Whoop whoop! I imagine there will be LOTS of eating, drinking, walking, talking and partying this weekend! It's also B's birthday, so it is totally party time...and I am ready!