25 chemo weeks have come and gone. To think that in 3 weeks (a year ago), at the end of the last year's vacation to Colorado, Toni found a dimple on her chest and a lump to go with it. Yet in just under two weeks, she will complete her chemo. And hopefully a return of strength follows. Although she will not say it very outloud, the last few treatments have been a bit tougher on her. Mostly, an upset stomach, headaches, and exhaustion. And yet, she keeps on going.
Today, we joined about 20 other people to plant trees in a park near Redmond. It was fun to see her digging in the ground. I think she really enjoyed it. She loves the forests; her faces lights up when she walks among the trees. After about six or seven plants, she tired out; but happy.
Speaking of trees. Our new Subaru is rated as a PZEV (Partial Zero Emissions) vehicle. The emissions from the car are cleaner than most cities' air quality. Only all electric vehicles run cleaner. Wonderful technology. Hopefully, we'll see an accelerated effort to take care of this planet.
The plant in Indiana, where the car was made, is Zero-Landfill. In other words, the materials used to make the car, are either recycled or part of the car. Pretty cool.
And speaking of barking dogs (see Toni's blog on a poem below). We live in a small very densely packed neighborhood. The homes are probably 30 feet apart. Now in Belmont (Pueblo, Colorado) where I grew up we were just as close end to end... however there was a nice backyard of 50 to 75 feet. So the next house was probaly 100 feet away. Well... we are close. And all 2 story homes. So there is this dog named Bailey. Bailey goes out at around 9 or 10 pm every night to do her thing. The owner then starts this chant "Come on Bailey", "Come on Bailey", "Bailey, Come On", "Baily", "Baily", "Come on Bailey". See, Toni and I are in bed at around 7pm... 8pm is LATE for us. We start our day at 3:30am...ish. Now, Bailey rarely barks. But the owner's voice is amplified by the surrounding homes. Unfornately, (or maybe fortunately for our neighbors) our rear facing windows do not open. They are more likely skylights. But if they did, when Bailey went out at night, I would open up the window and either play ZZ TOP or create a chant of my own... like... "Mr. Maggie, get on your side of the bed", "Mr. Maggie, would you get off my head", "Mr. Maggie, quit stomping on my back", "Mr. Maggie, for crying out loud, would you hit the sack." Or I would join in on Bailey like, "Yeah, we are up...just take your time." "We all were asleep, but now it is nine." "Come on Bailey, hurry up." "Come on Bailey, you &*%&%^%& pup." Anyway... embarassingly, I used to do the same thing with my little poodle "Bailey" in Colorado. Only on cold or rainy days would she do her thing and run back inside. Typically, I had to put her on a leash, and hang it next to the door, so I could reel her back in when I got tired of waiting for her to return. But that was Pueblo West and the homes were on 1/2 acre or better plots.
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