Things I am good at

I'm at Midway airport waiting for Liz's parents and sister to arrive from their lengthy weather-delayed journey. It will be great to have them here for a few days before and after chemo #6 (coming up Monday). Busy day at work tomorrow with negotiation-o-rama and presentations. I just have to hold it together until I can crash tomorrow night.

Liz is doing better at this stage of the chemo cycle than she has during any of the first 4 treatments. She has pushed herself to be more physically active, so maybe that has helped with the pain and sick feelings, though she remains understandably exhausted. I would even say that today was a "cancer good" day. Here's hoping she has a few more before the next round.

Big boys are in Vacation Bible School this week. Jensen hornswoggled the leaders today and convinced them that he messed his pants. So they called Liz and she trekked to VBS on her own (no easy task yet) to pick him up. Psych. He totally faked them out so he could go home. I won't let on that I'm proud of his influencing skills.

It is fascinating to watch the amazing balancing tricks people do in the airport while carting way too much luggage. If I were that mom traveling without help and with a baby and toddler and bags and carseats, I would have accepted my offer to assist. But maybe I have my creepy face on, in which case, the rebuffing of my offer would be totally rational. Judge for yourself:

Yeah, creepy. I can't blame her.

I am impressed with the skills of these traveling people. Especially so late at night. I think I have some skills too. A few examples:

Things I'm good at

• Using prepositions at the ends of sentences.
• Getting the last bit of toothpaste out of the tube.
• Shaking only one pill out of a medicine bottle. 
• Nighttime diaper changes. For the diapered kids of course.
• Doing the robot. Just with one arm below the elbow. But I'm awesome at it with one arm below the elbow.
• Singing like Aaron Neville.
• Unclogging toilets with a plunger. Note that this is the sole entry within the handyman category. But Cohen likes to tell people "my dad and I are the best fixer guys." Gotta break it to him gently at some point...

Now for the flip side:

Things I'm not good at

• Opening packages of macaroni and cheese.
• Snaps. On baby clothes, not snapping fingers. Come to think of it, I'm not very good at that either.
• Blogging coherently while exhausted.
• Lots of other stuff.

The party has landed! Off to baggage claim.

Go Team Liz.