My sweet husband. (Yes, the guy I just called bad names in the last post-- heheh.) Anyway, I'm probably a couple of weeks from surgery. So, he's been keeping me in wonderful food-- he baked cookies, took me out for stromboli (my fav), brought good chocolates, the works.
I kind of laughed today, over a mouthful of sausage, onion and pepper stromboli about how much I'm eating and how much I'm not going to be able to stomach while I'm on chemo. Quoth El Freddo? "Hey, now's the time. Smoke 'em if you got 'em." Gotta love that man. Although, come to think of it, I'm going to have to work out a LOT to work off that damn stromboli if I don't lose my appetite with chemo!
Parenthetically, the Super Bowl is kind of a snooze this year so far. Ads aren't too bad, though. It's not often blogging is more interesting than football. ANY football.
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Addendum on Superbowl: BEST FINAL TWO MINUTES OF A GAME IN AGES! Love them Giants!! But last last 0:01 was a bit odd...
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re: sweet Fred. I miss Fred but I'm very glad that you have each other (and Princess!).
re: football. That game was fantastic. Gotta love how Blueray Billicheck (coach of Pats) didn't come back on the field (destroying tapes?) and then didn't congratulate the Giants in his lockerroom interview.
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