I'm back! I went on a weekend getaway in search of a sanctuary. I found that in the arms of Ross at Lake Geneva. It was the perfect spot, smack dab in the middle of us. We wined and dined the weekend away (I snuck a glass of shiraz in over a fancy dinner). We had a marvelous time being our goofy and mooshy-gushy selves.
The weekend gave me the boost that I needed. I'm high maintenance right now and Ross just wants to take care of my every whim, who am I to say no? He even joined me for my afternoon naps! If you know Ross then you know his blood is two parts caffeine one part endorphins which does not allow for naps. He is a ball of energy - one of the many reasons to love him.
Lake Geneva is a funny mix of weekenders, millionaires and biker groups. Ross rode his Harley down. We took a ride at twilight that magical. I wish we could have road off into the horizon...
Here's a picture of his toy - I am one lucky lady.
I have treatment Wednesday and Thursday. No new concoctions so we should be in the clear for surprises. I'm at a point where my feet are dragging BIG time. I don't have a choice in the matter however I just want to pout and use deadweight like I'm eight years old and Erin's trying to drag me out of bed in the morning. I simply don't want to go to the clinic. I think I need to hire a cheerleader to shake her pon poms (or is it pom poms?) and say "A-OK! It will all be OK!" At that point, I will go out of motivation or annoyance... until next time!
"We must try not to sink beneath our anguish, [Harry], but battle on."
J.K. Rowling, "A Sluggish Memory," Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, 2005, spoken by the character Albus Dumbledore
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