2-13-2010

Well it is just over 2 years and 4 months since I was told I had cancer. Well, everyone has cancer, mine just decided to try and kill me at that moment. Well it hasn't so far and I don't plan on letting it anytime soon.

We moved my mother in law into an assisted living place this week so Patti and I decided to go up and have diner with her on Thursday. It was a nice meal but I did notice that all but two of the people in the room were women. I also noticed some nice smiles from the ladies. One of the men was Pastor Quick's father. I introduced myself and to my surprise he knew right away who my mother in law was and even what room she was in. We talked a few minutes then I had to run out and get some furniture at my mother in law apartment (she still has things at her apartment). During diner the staff asked if my mother in law was going to the Valentine's Dance. Patti and I encouraged her to go and we ended up saying we would go. It was a really nice dance. During the dance my phone started buzzing so I stepped out to answer. It was Cathy, Patti's sister in a panic because she could not get in touch with her mother or Patti. I told her to relax as her mom was at a dance, with a live band and refreshments.

Well, when I returned I should have know that something was brewing. On my way back into the room I was eyeballed by several of the ladies. One even made a comment about such a nice looking man should be willing to dance. Another made the comment from the dance floor while looking straight at me. It all hit when the dance was over. One of the ladies at the table we were sitting at (Mary Jane) started telling Patti about why she came there to live two months ago. Then she told Patti how she had had a hard time adjusting at first, but said that she did not see a problem with the couple Patti was with getting adjusted. Patti laughed for a moment then proceeded to tell Mary Jane that the woman was her mother and I was her husband. Mary Jane got embarrassed and begged Patti never to tell anyone. I knew immediately what she was laughing about.

So now both my mother and my mother in law have been addressed as my wife as well as my wife being addressed as my daughter. So I have to take it the white hair either makes me an older stud when I am with my wife or my daughter (people think Patti is my daughter when we are with one of our mothers) (or the dirty looks I get when I am with Heather when they think I am her husband, and that happens almost every time I go some where with her) or just a good looking senior citizen who the ladies at the retirement homes are going to go after. I did have a concern after the dance that the staff may not let me out as residence are not allowed out of the building after nine PM. Once I got out the front door I ran for the car so they wouldn't catch me.

One thing on my side though, my great grandparents (Kinders) were totally white in their 50's also and they lived into their 90's, so I've got that going for me.

Well, I must go now. I need to get a crowbar so that after Patti reads this and it goes to her head how young people see her, I will have to pry her swelled head thru the doorway to get her out of the room. I can always remind her that I am her hairdresser and I know her secrets. That should help to reduce the swelling.

Ain't life great.