Brain cancer is...
...Up and down and up and down and...

(Viewer alert:  No new info today. You've seen this all before.)

This morning the humor continued when the creature arising from our bed to start the coffee named himself Mungo.  Mungo moved like a grey-back and spoke like Tarzan.  No video--conscious choice--you in mind.  Morning was an up.

Then we went down.  We did taxes, more anticipatory grieving (cancer talk) with Gordon, and we spilled it to our favorite bartender, Jake, at Islands

(Yeah, they know us at Islands. But Team Darrell doesn't judge.)

We added our first Adventure Journal pic with a gift card to Islands (Thanks Candy Plahy!).  Up.  

Then a package from Alabama Lil' Stomper, Jenn Ponder arrived.

Down...up! Y'all recognize new chips for the Second Annual American Chip Off, southern style.  And every other item has great meaning, shared in her note.  Thanks, Lil Stomper.  There is only DO. There is no try.

We ended on some neutral ground.  Here's the view from our family room couch. We anticipate more photos from this same spot.

  

These points are just some of the dots we connected throughout the day.  There are many others.  Thanks, everyone.