Mere and I have been dreaming of what vacations we'll take when this is all over. The beaches we'll sit on and do NOTHING (but heal), the friends we wanna visit, the sights we'll see. It's exciting to think and talk about, and honestly is a great motivator to keep me going thru all this. It's what I daydream about.
Whether all these grand travel plans come together or not, we're REAL fired up to have the first post-chemotherapy weekend trip actually scheduled. Our good friends Patrick and Lori are having a New Orleans Jazzfest trip, to both act as their respective bachelor and bachelorette parties (wedding this summer!) and as a great opportunity to help support a super cool town that has amazing history and culture (it helps we're all music junkies and Jazzfest is an epicenter of good tunes). It just so happens that the trip is a little more than 2 weeks after my last treatment, and seemed perfect for us to go, not only to toast Sully and Lori, but also for Mere and I to kinda kick up our heels a bit, enjoy some music, and to hang out and have some fun with our friends with me back to 'normal' a bit, and over the chemo. I guess blow off some steam would be a good way to describe how I'm picturing it. This whole thing has obviously been a really hard time for us, a real test of endurance, and that finish line is gonna taste so sweet. I really can't wait to just go have a good time and NOT think about this stuff for that whole weekend.
It's also really an exciting to think about going back to a Jazzfest after at least 6 or 7 years away from N.O., but def even more exciting to realize that when I finally get there, I'll be done with chemo. Finally.
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In this case, the finish line tastes like a half-and-half oyster & shrimp po'-boy, a plate of crawfish monica and an ice-cold Ibita beer (or three). What is sounds like at the finish line? Check it out at www.nojazzfest.com. Can't tell ya how unbelievably psyched we are to have ya both joining us. Shine up those dancing shoes and bust out those straw hats. Gonna be super sweet indeed!
lord that sounds like heaven. I am looking very forward to falling off my diet that weekend and enjoying the steady buffet of po-boys, funk music and New Orleans beer. excited.
Make sure you go to Frankie & Johnny's.
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