When Kyle met Harry

Harry Potter that is.

A few nights ago I asked Kyle to pick out a book to read for his homework (we have to read at least fifteen minutes every night). Kyle pointed up on the shelf and said, "one of those" - he was pointing at the Harry Potter series. So I pulled down the first book and got halfway through the first chapter before Kyle fell asleep.

The next day, Kyle was sick so we went to the doctor's. While we were waiting, we finished chapter one and then read chapters two and three. The over the next two days, we read three more chapters. Kyle seemed interested, but sometimes it's hard to tell.

Yesterday morning, the first thing out of Kyle's mouth when he woke up was, "can you read more Harry Potter to me?" I guess that means he's interested.

Random Bits

1. My son Kyle is trying to smuggle home the playground at school two shoe fulls of sand at a time.

2. I've inspired my friend Jim to see a doctor and insist on a colonoscopy.

3. I've finally set-up a profile on Facebook. (It's just a habit, I can quit any time...)

4. In addition to having my ileostomy reversed on 12 March 2009, I will also be having my new hernia fixed.

5. We've put down a deposit on the rental in Hawaii and we've booked airline tickets.

6. Spring is in the air - a red shouldered hawk has been hanging-out in our back yard for over a week doing the "hey baby, hey baby" call.

The Proof is in the ...

pimple.

Warning: the following may be Too Much Information (TMI).

Many years ago (shortly after the dinosaurs died out), I was a high school student. Like most high school kids, I had acne. However, my mother assured me that when I was "all grown up" my face would be clear.

Although my skin cleared up a bit after high school, it was never completely pimple free.

That is until I had chemotherapy. In addition to the bazooka vomiting, lethargy, and feeling like crap, one of the side effects of chemo was that my face cleared up. Completely. Nary a zit for over sixteen weeks. I was officially all grown up.

So where am I going with all of this? Well, now that I have been off chemotherapy for two months, I can tell that the drugs are leaching out of my system because ...

... wait for it ...

I have pimples again!

Who would have guessed I would be happy to have a pimple?

Schedule Slip

Much like death and taxes, schedule slip is pretty much guaranteed. The operation to reverse my ileostomy has moved from 19 February 2009 to 12 March 2009. It's more of an annoyance than anything else; just a few extra weeks dealing with my fun bag of poop.