Let it grow, let it grow, let it grow ...

For those of you who celebrate Easter, hope you had a wonderful holiday. I did. Saturday, I was able to go watch kids "hunt" for eggs at church. If you've been to an Easter egg hunt recently, you know the eggs aren't really hidden. And they're not real eggs ~ they're plastic with candy inside. But I'm not going to be an old fart and get into a "Back in My Day" story. We had a nice service Sunday. It was my first Easter as a Methodist. Until recently I had been an Episcopalian since 2000. But that's another story for another time (but, no, it had NOTHING to do with the gay bishop). ...
Lately I've enjoyed looking in the mirror. I know I ain't that good lookin', but the hair on my head and between my nose and upper lip is growing. For most people it would probably be like watching grass grow, but I'll take my victories where I can get them. And believe me, I do consider a little peach fuzz (mostly gray) for a mustache to be a victory. I just hope tomorrow's chemo session doesn't do it in. ...
Yes, Monday is chemo day again. After that, only one more scheduled session. I'll get plugged in between 2:30 and 3 p.m. and probably finish up between 4:30 and 5. ...
Hope you all had a wonderful weekend and didn't eat too many Peeps. I did.