To write or not to write?

The other night Roger declared "we should write a book together".  Huh??????????????   Ok, where did THAT come from???  Roger doesn't even like reading.  After recovering from shock, I said "what do you want to write about?" Meanwhile trying to disguise any evidence of shock from my face.   And he came back with a blank stare and said "I don't know".  Whew, dodged a bullet!!!  A couple hours later (apparently after stewing on the subject), he came back with "how about something like a Harry Potter with cancer?" (what?!?).  He said we should write about something we know.   Agreed.  It would be ridiculous for either one of us to write about a Russian ballerinas.   Ok, so I took the idea and probed with a couple more questions.  "what do you envision happening to Harry Potter with cancer?  Does he figure out a cure?"  the response I received from Roger with a laugh was "What?!?!?  No.  That's not realistic.  A cure for cancer?  Really.   A wizard or vampires are more likely than a cure for cancer."     Funny but not funny.  So, I guess we'll keep thinking about a theme and plot.

Well, it was officially a good day...or as much as we can say it was a good day.  Numerous projects were completed.  At one point late the in afternoon, Roger said he was going to take a short nap.  I was working in the office filing bills, etc.  I would randomly look in the bedroom to see how he was doing.  He seemed to be thrashing around quite a bit.  After about 45 min I went into the bedroom to see what was up because he was obviously awake.  I asked if he was ok and he replied, "yes, no pain in my chest.  I now have pain in my shoulder.  How amazing is that?!  I'm not uncomfortable or in pain because of the usual stuff...I'm uncomfortable or in pain because I've overdone it on my shoulder and its hurting from overuse!"  I had to stop and smile and just walked away while shaking my head.  Its the little things in life.

We met up with Roger's sister and her husband this evening to walk the RV show (I hope no one passed out after reading that).  No, we are not turning into campers. Roger's version of camping is RedRoof Inn or Motel 8.  He is NOT a camper.  His sister and her hubby have purchased an RV and plan on traveling the US and Canada for the next year or two.  We agreed to tag along for the event with the purpose of walking.  Since its been so blinking cold we haven't been able to get out and walk much.  Heated, covered convention halls are the perfect way of doing it.  I'm happy to report we walked a ton, crawled up and down stairs into a b'zillion RVs.. AND we managed to make it home without buying a thing except for convention center food. Nutrition at its best...corn dogs, beer, soft serve ice cream and sugared nuts...see?  nutrition!

I'm so happy to report it really was an OK day.  Not carefree (those days are gone) but honestly, it was an OK day.  Roger's personality is coming back.  Yea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  

Its burrrrrr freezing here.  Weather woman just announced 17 degrees presently and dropping to 12 degrees.  BURRRRRRRRRRRRR.  BURRRRRRRRRRR.  BURRRRRRRRR.     Hope you are all snugged in for the weekend.  Its a chilly one.  love and hugs to all ~~ a & r