after bringing the ‘yaks back up and getting cleaned up, we had a bite to eat and walked down to the country bar at the plaza (after 23:00, we’re so young!). we were sitting in the back getting cooled off a bit after the walk and the guy at the next table started talking to me. i introduced myself and my husband and then he asked me to dance. he did at least ask hubby if he minded and then he led me to the dance floor. i can’t think of what song was playing but it was a semi-slow song so he was very close to me and kept putting my arms around his neck. it was strange. it was really strange. he didn’t try anything funny and when the dance was over, i went back to hubby and that was that. i guess it was a flattering experience, but pretty akward too. hubby and i danced for a couple of hours and then walked back home. it was a fun night.

driving through centre, al there was a stretch of about three miles or so that was lined with flags and crosses with soldiers names and their war. it was beautiful.

our cabin was designed just for me

there were so many gorgeous ducks

unfortunately, there were also a few that i didn’t like at all

i wonder why they call them the smokies?

hungry bird babies

old mill in cades cove

are you looking at me?

chicks dig it when i flex

just so that you know, i felt tremendously guilty seeing these miserable bears but the family wanted to do it, so i was obligated to participate. they were so sad looking.

just look at that tear – heartbreaking

just for my cousin

i woke up just before 0400 because i had to pee. after that, i could not get back to sleep. i woke hubby up for a few minutes but he was able to go right back to sleepi (i hate that about him). i got up and went out to the balcony to watch the moon over the water for a bit. i rummaged in the dark through our closet to find batteries for my camera (both sets of batteries are dead; anyone know where my charger is???) and tried to take pictures of the moon but, as much as i heart my camera, it sucks in low light. it was beautiful though. it was a full, orange moon. it was behind a light cloud so the cloud was glowing orange with just the tip of the moon peeking out over top and then there was a trail of the orange moonlight all the way across the water into the shore. it was wonderous. shame about the lack of good photo. this doesn’t do it justice at all. and it was after the clouds moved away.

about 0500 i laid back down and tried to go back to sleep. no such luck. at 0530 i decided to get up and go jogging on the beach. while i am not a morning person or jogger at all, it was very nice and peaceful out. there are no waves so the water just lapped at the shore and my feet a little. it was cool and quiet and relaxing (in a i-am-so-not-a-jogger/morning-person kind of way). my goal was to go to a building that would have made it about three miles round trip. i’d say i was about a quarter-mile from that buildng when i got an unexpected jogging companion. i kid you not, five feet away from me a shark was swimming the shoreline. it was only a baby, three feet from nose to tail, but it was soooo cool! i was very excited and ticked off that i didn’t have my camera. it stayed five to eight feet away for probably thirty yards before it finally decided to swim back out to sea. i could have reached out and touched it, it was so close. i’m no shark expert, but i’m pretty sure it was a black tip based on body style. clearly, i need a super tiny, high-tech, spy camera. something tiny that i could carry on me at all times no matter what i’m doing but takes great pix. yes, i did vent to the shark about him having the audacity to show up when i was completely cameraless. maybe he’ll come back around while we’re kayaking this weekend so that i can get his closeup. we’ve also had a six foot or so eagle ray passing by the last couple of days. i had no batteries in my camera yesterday. i did get a couple pictures today but he was much farther out and you can’t hardly make it out as an eagle ray.

hey, i did remember to call and assault the answering machine with my “singing” yesterday afternoon.

geesh, the shower is going to be over before i ever get the invitations sent out. i’m in need of a glue stick. i’ve got glue sticks. i don’t know where my glue sticks might be. i’m certain they’re around here somewhere as i remember exactly where that box was when we first moved in but i have no idea what happened to it since. when i get a gluestick, assembly will be completed and i’ll be down to envelope stuffing, stamping, and mailing. yay! there are four addresses i’m still waiting on too.

i’m sure you’ve noticed.  or not.  whatever.  i think my mind is still recovering from three weeks of overload.  there may have been a short-circuit or two so rebooting is taking longer than usual.  that and i’m just not feeling right.  i’ve had heartburn since saturday, which is highly unusual and i’ve had a mega-headache (though, thankfully, not yet migraine) since yesterday afternoon.  today i was supposed to be back in the gym but i just feel icky.  i know that’s a crummy excuse but i really was looking forward to getting back into the gym today (in a i-still-loathe-the-gym-but-am-desperate-to-get-smaller kind of way).  i plan to go back through my pix from pigeon forge and insert a few back into the appropriate entries.  i’ll let you know when that gets done.  the little bit of non-work brain time i’ve had has been going toward bridal shower planning.  and, by the way, have i started on that laundry yet???

on our way out of atlanta yesterday, we stopped at the facility to visit with hs a bit. he seemed to be in good spirits and couldn’t brag enough on the facility. he said that all of the doctors there are totally johnny-on-the-spot about things and he is astounded with how quickly they get things done when they say they are going to do it. they have also been tirelessly working with him to cut through all of the red-tape of getting ssi and medicaid(?) and how to make their houses accessible. cam is back on a respirator because of some lung problems that went untreated at the other hospital but they are getting them taken care of and he should be breathing on his own again shortly. the good news is that he continues to regain motion in his arms. he still does not have tricep control but he is able to flex his bicep and has figured out how to slowly relax it in order to extend his arm back out again. he is also moving his wrist a little. still no progress on his lower body but since they were originally told that he would be a quadriplegic, they are thrilled with every progress he makes. hs feels that if he can at least get his upper body back, he can still have great quality of life. he also said that cam is very much himself and, though he has moments of despondency, he is overall positive and ready to overcome. what a blessing! amazingly, he remembers the entire incident and, during the few days that he was off the respirator, was able to tell his dad about it all. he said that he was running into the ocean, jumping waves, and on one jump the ocean floor was just closer than he thought. he landed on his head and immediately knew he was dead. he could not feel his body at all and could tell he was laying on the ocean floor being pushed around by the waves. his friend was in the water with him and thought he was playing around (poor friend had a major guilt-breakdown and required medical attention himself to get calmed down). cam said that the waves pushed him toward his friend and he saw his foot and bit down on it. that’s when his friend knew something was wrong and dragged him out of the water. amazing. i feel badly for his friend and i pray that he is able to get past this and realize it was not his fault and he did nothing wrong (unrelated but humorous – hs told friend to drive cam’s car home and after driving all that way, he got within city limits of home and the car blew up from being low on oil; hs has no idea where it even is). hs had some great stories of cam being cam and it was a really nice visit.

my buddy had more tests run yesterday and they were able to determine that it is follicular lymphoma which is an indolent non-hodgkins type. i was not happy to hear this because, from the research i’ve done, the indolent forms are worse than the aggressive forms but he said that the doctors tell him that this particular type responds very well to chemotherapy. they also say that it has a very high incidence of recurrence so after they put it into remission, chances are very good that it will come back and will be more aggressive when it does. *hold back tears* his next step is to get a full body pet scan and bone marrow biopsy done so that they can find where the cancer has already spread to around the body and what stage he’s in so that they can determine what treatment course they need to pursue. it looks like it’s such a slow-growing cancer that by the time it’s discovered, it’s usually already stage three or four because it’s been growing for years without symptoms. i think my friend is in the anger stage of grieving. he wants to know how this happened; what caused it. he told the doctor that he’s in good shape, exercises, eats right… the doctor told him cancer doesn’t care. i think he’s very upset that he couldn’t have prevented it. several years ago, he had clarks level 3 melanoma because of too much sun-worship in his youth. this is not something that he can look back at and say, “it’s because i did this…” he said that his kids are holding strong and that he’s trying to keep a positive attitude. the doctor told him that’s one of the best indicators for survival. i, myself, will continue to pray for him and tell him that he’s going to beat it.

yesterday was a long day, with a long drive, and an unhappy night. at least i’m home. and do you know what’s on sci-fi at 03:00? rediculously ginormous mosquitos and spectacularly horrible acting.

and couldn’t be happier about it. we stopped at the spinal center for a couple of hours to visit with hs. I’ll have more to say about that when i have an actual computer to type on. we should be home way late but i was able to switch shifts with a coworker tomorrow so i don’t have to work until 08:00. the extra hour will be appreciated.

after staying up far too late talking without friends, i got a good (though short) night’s sleep. we then got up far too early to make the commute into the old office. i had almost forgotten how much commuting sucks. unfortunately, i won’t be seeing my favorite buddy as he is off today and tomorrow. however, i did get to go to my favorite mexican place for lunch! it was every bit as yummy as I remember and i truly hurt myself. i just couldn’t help it. tomorrow I’ll be visiting my favorite italian place around here. yay for yummy visitations!