Call

Monday Jerran's call arrived in the mail.  Somehow, we ended up with about 20 people in our house (grandma and grandpa Cook, The Paynes, the Hales, Kaitlynn and Eileen Lewis) to watch him open it plus Grandma and Grandpa Slade on Skype.  He will be going to Anchorage, Alaska for 2 years.  See his face? 

Good News!

It's not a Dacia Sandero!   (little joke there for my kids)

One of the more stressful aspects of Ben's cancer is that the Air Force convenes a MEB every time serious health problems arise.  The Medical Evaluation Board basically decides whether or not to fire you due to health.  Because the actual decisions are made by people who have never met Ben it seemed likely he would be kicked out simply because the Force's MO lately seems to be to kick everyone out.  Can you tell I have no faith in the logic which supposedly governs the military?

While our last visit with the oncologist was all very good news, we still had no idea what the MEB would do with the information.  Luckily, the result was he should return to duty and re-report every 6 months.  His doc says she doesn't expect him to need any kind of treatment or for his cancer to be symptomatic for at least 5 years.  So, he has a job.  

Now we can freak out about how to pay for a kid in college and one on a mission.  whee!

What we done did for Christmas

christmas Eve is for puzzles.  Thanks Nae

Watching Noah ski was hilarious, he would tumble down, pop right back up, go for a while, wipe out, pop right back up. . . . Not like his old mom who would lay on the ground and moan for a while because she is old and crashes a lot.  

The ski area is up by Taos, and is beautiful.  I'm wishing I lived up there!