I'm doing a Triathlon, In Washington, In September

and I need your help.

All of you know Dezma was diagnosed with Leukemia this year. She has been treated and has had a successful bone marrow transplant as well.

I have a mission-to help find cures and more effective treatments for blood cancers. To accomplish that mission, I’m participating in a sports endurance event as a member of The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society’s (LLS) Team In Training. Like the other members of TNT, I will be raising funds to help find cures and better treatments for leukemia, lymphoma, Hodgkin’s disease and myeloma. I’m improving the quality of my life by participating and with your support, I can help improve the quality of life for patients and their families as well.

Also, there are prizes for EVERYONE!

I'm offering an incentive for donations.

For a $100.00 donation, I will create and send you an original watercolor painting.

For a $50.00 donation, I will create and send you an original pen and ink drawing.

For the biggest donor I get, I will embroider your name on the shirt I will wear during the race.

I am already working on two original watercolors but I still need your help.

Thank you for your spiritual support and your hearfelt good will. It means a lot to me that you might be thinking of me on September 9th.

~~~click here to donate~~~

Lonely

New Couch, a photo by killy on Flickr.

Many of you are very far away from us. I wish that were not the case and more of you were nearer so that we can sit and chat.

Mini Summer Vacation - Port Aransas

Mini Summer Vacation - Port Aransas, a photo by killy on Flickr.

Vacation, as I once understood the word, no longer exists for me. I understood that vacation came with the idea of an escape from one's normal routine where you might find peace of mind. So no, i did not go on vacation this weekend. Instead i drove 3 hours south and my life followed.

That isn't to say it wasn't fun, it just wasn't restful. And fun isn't a good word to use either, really. I mean, fun is a temporal word. Things can be fun one moment and then unbelievably shitty the next. Take, for instance, Adolfo IV who in the picture above was having an unbelievably fun moment. Just a few minutes later he would have man-o-war tenticles sucked to his leg. It was not a fun moment for anyone.

The cloud of the jellyfish attack would hang over the rest of our time in Port Aransas: the boat tour and pirate attack; the plate of fried shrimp and hushpuppies, souvenier shopping.

The next day, however, it was very nearly a distant memory. Two souvenier hermit crabs and a cool car ride home would be the final high note to our life away from home.