Night Before A Goes Back to School

Just back from picking up the rental car to take Anthony back. A "small" SUV. Which I still cannot quite drive very well. But Mark makes me!

Seems like a hybrid. Could not sort out how to turn on ... had to have your foot on the break and push a button. Forgot that you need to have your foot on the break for an automatic.

Tried Avis this year. As slow as anyone else. Maybe it is just Reagan National!

Went for a walk with Anthony and Sydney (and Miss Pressley) after I got home. A actually talked to me some. I am going to miss him so much :-( Bit I am guessing not as much as Sydney and Miss Pressley ... they don't understand .... Mark made A a nice steak for dinner ... I think in his own way Mark is sad.

Anthony did not go to the dentist as he was supposed to. Apparently has not gone for two years. So Mark is not giving him his food money till he does. I was in a tizzy about it but as it turns out A has more money than I do. I guess I need to chill. I did make the dentist appointment myself ... for Wed before Thanksgiving.

I am sad in a different way that in prior years. Now I am thinking ... will A ever live at home again? He could get a job somewhere else next year. But he does have plane tickets for Thanksgiving and he'll be home for Christmas :-)

Oh and I made Mark mad last night. Apparently I don't know the value of air miles :-) I know I should have been nicer about him booking our Spring vacation ... but it just seems so hard for him to forgive and forget. To me I can pretty much forgive people pretty instantly. I think it must be because I get violently upset and then let go.

I guess the good news is Vince DeKime is visiting Sunday. Gonna go to church at 7:15 and then we'll got for a hike at 9. Has been ages since we've done the 10 mile hike. Hope Mark is up to it ..... getting a mani in the late afternoon. And lots of activities next week. And off to Oslo Aug 30. Poor Sydney .-. he will be so lonely :-( I guess the good news is only 60 something days till we go to Guadeloupe :-)

Where has the summer gone?

Seems like yesterday we rented an SUV and drove to Pittsburgh to pick up Anthony for the summer. Right after my Hopkins check up. All "right" with the world. The picture sitting on the couch all smiles.

Out of nowhere Anthony's summer break is over. He goes back Saturday. He finished work last Friday so today I drove myself to work. It was easier than I thought ... though still hard. How easy it is to get used to him being around and how hard to let go once more! This year seems harder. I keep asking myself if this is the last year he'll be home for the summer. I do wish the best for him ... an internship at Nintendo, or Google or Microsoft. Or anywhere where he'll be challenged and get to do what he wants. What I wish for him is that saying .... if you love what you do you will never work a day in your life. But not having him home for a long time will be so hard. Mark seems prepared for it. I am not.

We did book Thanksgiving plane tickets and I am sure he'll be home at Christmas. Poor Sydney wold be devastated if he did not get to see his brother some. They love each other so much. Sometimes I wonder if I should let Sydney move with Anthony when college is over. But then what was the point of a "replacement"?

Has been a hard couple of weeks. Houieda moved yesterday. I cannot help but be a bit mad at her. I just do not understand why she moved. I guess it is step 1 of a longer plan. Hard to think Roma will not be coming over every day. Sometimes I would get annoyed .... but Roma had a way of looking at you that melted you. You can see his soul. He and Anthony were laying together like they used to when Anthony took care of him every day ... before Sydney. Before Anthony left for school. Broke my heart -- I know Anthony is so attached to Roma but he just does not show much emotion. Hard to believe he is my child -- I am so dramatic.

Mark booked our Spring vacation. To Syria and Lebanon. See some of the places where St Paul and others walked. I should be happy. My child is doing great at school. Just 6.5 years left to work. Exciting vacations on the horizon. But yet I feel so sad ... not ready for the changes ... ever coming. This feeling of something coming my way that I will not be able to handle.

I need a pep talk from Maggie. I have not talked to her since before I went to Greenland. August 23rd is "Lost Friends" day. Maybe I will call Becky. Though I suspect I will waste the day on Facebook.

Better go read the thesis for the defense I am sitting on tomorrow!

Back Home

The alarm came much too soon. 6 AM. I had to tell Mark everything that happened during the night (through hysterical laughter). I thought we were going to have the nice free Hilton breakfast. But Mark made us go check in instead. He then got mad because I was not fast enough getting out my Star Alliance Gold Card and got sent to “the Business Lounge” instead. Which was nice enough. But he moaned about it endlessly. Slept through most of the flight back to Frankfurt. Made it to the lounge. We saw a puppy travelling with his owners. Cannot wait to see Sydney.
Got into our lovely business class seats. For some reason Mark gave me his iPod like device (which isn’t an iPod – some sorta of a Sonny thing instead). And then there were sad songs. And he held my hand. So I again started thinking something is wrong. I just cannot imagine life without him. Almost started to cry. I have got to get a grip. He sure acts weird though. Fell asleep eating his lunch (or maybe he was asleep – he sure seemed unable to order his food). The flight is going by so fast (I’m using Mark’s Netbook – these seats have power – totally awesome). I have got to calm down – it is like I can never enjoy anything because I am thinking of some doom scenario. Like Maggie says her Dr. says – think of the good outcome. And a headache is most often just a headache – not a brain tumor. But sometimes doom scenarios happen ….. OK I will watch Shopaholic and get my mind off things. Nothing is wrong right now. I’m seating in business class. En route home after a lovely trip. Will soon see my puppy. Of course Mark is going to Denver next week. Which makes me sad. And Anthony will soon be going back to school. And he won’t let me visit. Arghhhh – I need therapy!
but the good news is upon arrival home Carter is visiting ... 1.5 Cavs. Mark looks awful though. Maybe some sleep will help him.

Back to Copenhagen

Everyone is so nice in Greenland. The hotel actually served breakfast early because we were leaving early. The airport was so peaceful. Sat next to a little boy (free seating). Then back to Kangerlussuaq….. Managed to find a couch to sleep on. And our tickets were business – so had a good snooze. Back to Copenhagen. As the free room was under my name (and I made gold member) our room was upgraded to the Executive Floor. Except the Executive Lounge was being redone. Drinks and snacks in the lobby. And they were almost out of snacks. I finally turned on my Blackberry and had 556 unread messages. Ouch. Over 159 could be erased easily – thank God. Drank some champagne. Luckily I passed on the desire to comment on the casual Fridays e-mails. For goodness sake – what is wrong with jeans. I mean people wear ugly stuff all the time – and that’s allowed. Thank goodness I did not say it.
I had slept so much that I could not sleep. Finished my e-mails. Had a bath. Got on Facebook. Made Mark mad. Finally fell asleep. Then Mark woke up (well – that’s too strong – he got up in his sleep). And he started turning on the TV, lights, you name it. I got him calmed down and back to sleep. Except I was hungry so I took some of Mark’s crunchy crackers. Which made noise. And woke Mark up again! And of course no way he would remember in the morning!

The Long Hike

Had to actually be ready to go by 10:45 today (shower could wait I reckoned). The “Long Hike” started out OK. The guide said it would take “4 or 5 hours” depending on “you people”. Not too hard to the coffee stop. Got a bit harder to the lunch break. Of course there was the inevitable up and down to get to the same spot. And Mark had to pull me.
Lunch was torture. Was feeling nauseous so could not eat. And there were so many mosquitoes – simply horrific. I took off early to get a head start – but soon enough everyone caught up. Then the hard stuff started. Horrible rocks. Up and up and up. Cursed Wildlife and Nature Travel over and over. As bad as up was – down was worse. Actually started to cry. No one noticed though because there were so many mosquitoes you could not see. Supposedly you could do this hike on crutches. . Right
Eventually made it down. Sore as anything. Did get some t-shirts (as I was not envisioning another trip to World of Greenland). When I crawled back to the hotel had to go to bed. I guess for a little bit I stopped worrying about Mark as he did fine on the hike (because he got enough asleep he said). After a while took a really hot shower and started to feel better. So forgot about all the cursing about Wildlife and Nature Travel and ready once again to go to Midway.
Our Hotel was having a Greenlandic buffet night – so they were booked. We walked to the only Restaurant in town seemingly not associated with one of the handful of hotels – a Chinese place. In Greenland. Where actually a bunch of locals were at. And still pricey (though not as bad as the hotel). Off to bed – finished reading my book (by the Shopaholic author – Maggie gave it to me). I had also read the book Mark gave me about Nigerian e-mail schemes. Africa is just so different. And so different from orderly, clean Greenland.
Sad to be leaving tomorrow. Would love to come here in the winter and see the Northern lights.

A Tour of the Town and a Night Cruise Among the Icebergs

Woke up at 8:30 to grab breakfast. Was going to wear my PJs (like in Antarctica) but thought better of it. Then right back to bed. Up at 2 PM (felt great).
We went for the town tour. We were the only ones on it. Two tour guides (one in training). Both were Danish teachers. An interesting town – but hard to stretch the tour to 90 minutes. The main tour guide said she loved Greenland (as did the previous day’s – she had 15 sledge dogs – which she says she doesn’t quite trusts but loves). We had dinner at the gorgeous restaurant in our hotel – I guess the bill must have included the view. We pretended we had Anthony and Juanchi with us – then the bill was OK.
Another little nap (Greenland is very conducive to napping). Off for the midnight cruise (which started at 10). I thought we were going the same route as the night before – but Mark insisted we were not. Which I guess we were not upon closer inspection. We went toward the fiord. The views were gorgeous – got some great pics. Sure got cold though. Not too bad when we stopped for the obligatory speech. But when we got going again it was FREEZING. I hid in the back – with two blankets. Everyone else seemed OK. Of course I was the only one born in the Caribbean! Some Danish guy came in the back and talked to us. He was travelling with his parents – had given up his job at University and had travelled in South America and the U.S. Might be going back for his Ph.D. No wonder the Danes are so happy -- #1 in happiness surveys I think. Of course talked about climate change – I cannot believe everyone thinks airplanes are so awful. I guess the good news is he gave me his e-mail in case I do need a place in Copenhagen during COP 15. But I’m banking on Carl going if someone has to go. I probably should not stay with potentially murderous strangers – even for climate change. Maybe Carl can stay with the potentially murderous stranger!
We walked home – it wasn’t too bad. Got some pictures at 12:30 AM – with bright sunshine. Feeling scared about the “Great Hike” on Thursday. The book makes it sound scary. I want out – but of course I told Mark on Monday he had to force me to do stuff so he took me at my word.

On to Ilulissat

Got up early for breakfast. Checked our luggage with the airline and then went to sleep in our room until boarding. Not many places you can do that!
Quick flight (less than an hour). The views out the window as we landed were amazing – icebergs everywhere. And a sled at the airport!
Our hotel (the Icefiord – a view of the ice fiord from every room …) picked us up. World of Greenland (who operates all the tours we went on – or at least should have if we had not messed up yesterday) said we were REALLY far away. From the map it looked about a kilometer. Which it was. But I guess it was also one of the farthest distances in town!
The town of Ilulissat is much bigger. About 5000 people. Twice as many dogs, we were told. We walked back to the hotel past the sledge dogs. It was sort of sad – they were tied up. I guess resting during the summer. The puppies were loose and they came to see us though. They were SOOOOOO cute.
We got some snacks at the local store for lunch (everything is totally expensive). And our tours got all moved around (everyone in Greenland is so nice – they worked it out so we could do everything since one of the tours only has us in it).
So Tuesday night we went on the boat tour to some small town. The ride was great – awesome views. Once we got to the town it was sorta eerie. No people. Lots of sledge dogs. Attacked by puppies again (held one – his buddies grabbed my scarf – then my backpack). We did find the H8 Restaurant – had a great meal. Froze on the way back. The tour lady was nice and gave us a ride to the hotel. Amazing how bright and sunny it was – at 10 PM. Love the hotel – and three nights without changing!

Finally to Greenland (Kangerlussuaq)

Finally off to Greenland. Flew Air Greenland to Kangerlussuaq. No Business Class – but nice enough. Ironically half way home. Mark Lewis kept asking (on Facebook) why we were not going directly to Thule. He seems to forget he went on a military flight.
The air field was quite large – I guess left over by the American Air Force. I guess it sometimes serves as an emergency stop so it is mmaned 24/7. The “town” was hilarious – I cannot imagine there were more than a few hundred people – if that many. The Airport seemed to be “it”. The Hotel we stayed at and the Airport seemed to be combined. Our room was at the end of the runway. I thought the noise issue would be ironic – but it really wasn’t a problem at all.
Went on a “muskox” safari – which consisted of a drive and a bit of a walk. And spotting a couple of muskox really far away. I guess they are hunted so they are smart to hide. We then came back – and off on the Ice cap trip. Except I think we went with the wrong company. But it didn’t seem to matter.
The scenery was gorgeous – and the ice cap magnificent. Walked a bit to it and I got scared and stopped. I thought Mark would coax me but he didn’t so I stayed behind. When he came back I told him I was surprised he didn’t coax me. Amazing how after all these years sometimes we do not know each other!
Back for dinner (at the Hotel/Airport cafeteria) and off to bed ……

In Copenhagen and a Visit with Bjarne

Got to Frankfurt early Sunday. Mark seemed totally out of it – not even sure he was awake. Took charge of getting us from point A to point B. Messed up gates – but we found the nice lounge. Flight to Copenhagen uneventful. Mark still looking spaced out. So I get our luggage and get us to the Hotel. Was sure our room (free – at the Airport Hilton) would be ready. Except it wasn’t. But we only waited half an hour. Great snooze. Sent Bjarne (who we met on the African misadventure – and we had agreed to meet in Copenhagen as he was coming back from a trip himself) a Facebook message asking him to phone us when he got in. Forgot what time we agreed to meet. I guess it was 3 PM as that’s when he called. By then Mark was fine so he could get ready quickly and go down for beers while I got ready.
Bjarne took us to downtown Copenhagen. Had not been there since me and then four year old Anthony met Mark for a long weekend when we were living in London. Denmark is so kid friendly – kids everywhere. So of course I get a day we l sad and miss baby Anthony – who I know no longer exists – but in Copenhagen he is real. Had some drinks outside (needed a blanket). Walked to the train (via Tivoli’s – the amusement park where I took Anthony the day we spent on our own – Mark had booked us a room in the red light district but it didn’t really matter much as our schedule was so off from that of than the standard residents :-)).
Bjarne took us to his sister’s for dinner. He seemed to get lost walking there. His sister (and brother-in-law) were so nice. They sure did smoke a lot (which was ironic since their jobs center around cancer screening equipment). All the Danes seemed to smoke a lot. We had a nice “typical;” Danish meal. I somehow thought we would go out to eat so I neglected to bring a gift. Bummer. Maybe next time. Bjarne said he was thinking of possibly doing Akos’ Midway excursion as well. So if we go we may see him. Of course Akos has to get a permit from U.S. Wildlife (or whatever it is called). So who knows if he’ll pull it off.
Mark seemed perfectly natural around Bjarne. He always seems more animated around others. Why can’t I go a single day without worrying about him? I keep imagining all sorts of horrid scenarios and almost crying. I have GOT to stop this.

En route to Copenhagen

Got up relatively late. Talked Mark into getting up and making breakfast. Then decided to take Sydney for a walk before my shower. Talked to Houeida a bit – still cannot believe she is moving in a few days. I really do not understand why. Have not been spending time with Michael Anthony like I did last year – hard to get used to a baby then he moves away. I guess I now get a bit how Anthony’s nanny Bev (and my own nanny) may have felt.
Finally dawned on me that I was leaving on vacation in less than two hours and had to finish getting ready. Talked Anthony into driving us to Dulles. Poor Sydney was crying when we got in the car – calmed down when he got in the car – but I think by now he knows the airport is NOT a good place. Except BWI where he gets to pick up Anthony at Thanksgiving and Christmas!
We were able to get Business Class free tickets on Lufthansa – they have flat bed seats. So the travelling is a vacation itself! It was even extra nice because Lufthansa seems to have its own lounge now – you actually board from the lounge. Incredibly relaxing. Hardly anyone in Business Class on a Saturday. Going to Greenland via Copenhagen is sure a round about way …. But in Lufthansa Business Class it sure is nice …… Definitely not a "the worse the better" experience!

One more day and we are off .....

Day flew by at work. Amazing how my “regained” day filled up. Did get to go to the Aero Club for lunch – courtesy of Renee. That was fun.
Didn’t get home too terribly late – but was still at work till 6:15. Made a vow that I will not check e-mail while in Greenland. No one believed me – which sorta make me really want to do it.
Got my stuff mostly packed. Not sure what to expect of the weather. Glad to have the Antarctica clothes. Carry on not an option. Vacation is always so mixed; glad to be going, sad to leave Sydney behind. It is nice that he gets to stay with Anthony, but then that means Anthony stays behind as well. I so wish he had come – but I guess he really means it that he won’t go on holiday with us anymore. He did go to New Orleans – it was nice to travel with him again. Maybe some day he will change his mind …..
Cam had collapsed earlier in the week. Seemed like it was maybe his heart. But it turns out he had Lyme disease and he is being treated. Bizarre how with Facebook you got a play by play, including the ambulance ride. For a bit I did not worry about Mark – with worrying about Cam. But now I am back worrying about Mark …. Have got to focus on something else. Maybe being eaten by a muskox. Though their pictures look pretty harmless. I don't know why I always think some wild animal is going to eat me!

Spa Preparations for Greenland

Managed to leave work on time. So I could go home, have dinner, and then go to the Spa. Facial, eyebrows and mani before vacation. Fell asleep during the facial.
Hurried up and did all sorts of things because Friday I was supposed to be on an interview panel (taking the boss’ place). However, when the political appointee in charge of this particular job found out – he freaked and threw a tantrum. So I no longer had to do it. Air first I was pissed, since ironically I was the most qualified to do the job. But then realized I got my Friday back – so I was happy. One more day and off to Greenland.
When I came home from the Spa Mark did his usual of telling me something was wrong without really telling me. Something is wrong or it isn’t – just cannot go on and on worrying all the time. He seemed to be looking something up with the health insurance and had some sort of prescription from Dr. Martin – the surgeon. I could have looked in his brief case when he fell asleep – but at some point you really have got to let go. If she gave him a prescription – must be treatable. Of course it could have been for some test …… I will just have to think about it in the morning!

In New Orleans

Arrived at the airport really late last night. Was sad to leave Sydney -- but he does love Lynn and she said he settled in nicely. And it is not that long.

Got upgraded -- but that hardly makes a difference in such a short flight. Bob and Gail have moved out to the middle of nowhere. Their house is nice ... and it has less stuff. But still a lot of stuff! It is so funny how Vaughn lives down the street ... so "Everybody Loves Raymond".

Got to use Wii Fit. I don't know why I don't do it more often .... time just gets away.

Broke the door to Bob and Gail's gazebo. I didn't mean to -- just happened. I guess we don't really ever mean to cause accidents ... they just happen. I hope Mark (or Darren) can fix it.

Getting to see our nephews -- Christopher and Andrew. Had been three years. Amazing how kids that age (13 and 11) change so much. Had not seen Darren and Kelly in that time either. Hard to make small talk .... just not that much in common. They are playing some game ... I wish they got done and we could play dominoes.

Mark seems physically better. He went to Dr. Martin last week and goes to Dr. Rodriguez next week. He just will not tell me what they said. I worry and worry about him. I keep trying to trick him to no avail. Have had an upset tummy all week -- I am so worked up. Need to relax ... surely he would tell me if something was wrong. I think we both play off each other -- triggering each other's behavior.

I wish we were closer to the Quarter. It is kinda boring here. I have to work on the IPCC report ... but I am tired. Keep trying to take a nap .... and getting woken up. Maybe will try again .... Pics later.

It has been some time

My goodness .... cannot believe that it has been over a month since I posted in my blog. I guess Facebook is satisfying my need for exhibitionism!

Let's see ... completed the Komen race. I think I ended up as #9 or #10 in top fund raisers. Mark walked with Houieda. Went to the Bark Ball that night ... the pics are elsewhere.

Anthony got his job back at the FAA. Mark went to Vienna and Istanbul. Maggie came to visit. Had a great time. Pics are elsewhere as well. Anthony was quite communicative with her so got to find out lots of stuff.

I worked my butt off preparing for the ICAO/CAEP Steering Group in Salvador, Brazil. Got to be the U.S. rep. Survived. Managed to get most of our top priorities through. Forgot to get some good pics (it WAS busy!). Was told(by UNFCCC) the U.S. now seemed like Scandinavia and Europe like old Bush Administration. Mega lol.

July came around. I made it a year without buying any clothes and shoes. So I went on a big shopping spree. I was sorta expecting to get some $ for the time I spent "Acting". Didn't happen. I don't think the FAA has the rewards mentality USAF did. Heck just about anytime I write up an award the person wins. I certainly get paid enough ... Mark just doesn't let me have it. I guess goodbye pink Netbook and red Jimmy Choos. Oh and I have to write my own letter to get some time off for all the time I had to give up during vacation. Of course there is no time to do it ......

Went to Renee's for 4th of July Pool party. The monthly visitor got in the way. And no one else had a suit. And it was too cold.

Going to New Orleans over the w-e. Mark found out I was paying $250 to take Sydney so that fell through. Probably would have been a disaster in any case -- if they decided he was too big.

Well -- that's it for catch up. Seems as if I can get here from my work laptop again so catching up should be easier!

At the Bonn Climate Talks

Had to come to Germany for about 4 hours (though with travel time gone from home Mon afternoon to Thu afternoon). The Climate talks are going on in Bonn. ICAO (the International Civil Aviation Organization) has a side event. Have to speak at it. On alternative fuels. I guess aviation (and shipping) are really getting beat up because the "bunker" (international) component is not under the Framework Convention so everyone thinks they get a free pass. The intrigue .....



Got booked into a hotel in Cologne (which somehow advertised itself as an airport hotel). Had some difficulty with the train -- but sorted it our eventually. Was 15 mins late ... but that's OK as our meeting went on and on and on. Here we are sitting outside planning our side event. I hope it goes well -- I cut some charts from my presentation.

I left "early" (around 10) and caught the 10:32 train. Walking through the dark alley to get back to the hotel was scary .. but a taxi isn't going to drive you 300 meters!

Managed to jog 3.5 km in the gym. As the side event does not start till 1 (although I am leaving here at 10 -- I am NOT chancing being late!) I will be able to jog tomorrow and get some practice for the Komen race. On the way over to Munich started thinking about Mark's Grandpa Scheible and how he died after Mark finally "won" and was able to pay a dinner bill at the dog track. I was actually tearing up over meeting my fund raising goal and getting Mark into the pink shirt. And then getting 30 yes voted so he has to wear it to the Nartional Mall on Saturday. But today I discovered the source of my emotions -- will be looking for a drug store in the morning .... And Mark will look glorious in his pink shirt. Maybe Sydney will accompany him.


I better go get some sleep. There was a lot of turbulence so I got nervous because of the Air France accident. Watched two chick flicks and one scary one. Did get a nap ..... but I kept getting calls to sort some work issue out. And now I have the IPCC report to write and a Congressional briefing to get ready for on Friday. At least there is no Facebook as I cannot use my work computer to access ...... amazing how much time it can waste

Continuing to train for the Komen Race

Ahhhhh -- got up at 9 AM today and went for the 5K run to Shirlington. Not as hot as yesterday so I did do a bit better. But still horribly off last year's pace (Sydney had to revive me). Mark has agreed to wear the pink shirt if I can beat his time from last year. Except that's almost impossible given the time left to train and the fact I have not managed to run without stopping a single time. But I guess I have 12 days and should give it a try! I wish I could muster the visualization I did when I shaved a bunch of time off my bike run and got Emily as a reward (which in hind site was maybe not the smartest thing to do -- I adored Emily but a Springer Spaniel, a baby and two other dogs was maybe a tad much ....). Will try to go earlier tomorrow -- it does get very hot which makes it harder. And I need to get up on weekdays because by the time I get home I'm way too tired and blow practice off.

Fund raising seems a lot harder this year -- have not even gotten to $3,000. Did manage to get Gail to sponsor me and I should be able to get Maggie -- she probably just forgot ......

Gonna go to Targets now and get a new outdoor umbrella and maybe a cushion -- the one I have looks horrible (keep forgetting to bring it in during the winter -- just as we keep forgetting to unhook the hose and end up having a mess!). We are then going to someone's house for dinner. I don't really know these people -- Mark thought I did and he asked me if I wanted to go. I thought he wanted to go and said OK. so he thought I wanted to go ...... Well end result is we are both going even though I would rather stay home and work on my paper ....

Intellectual Sydney

Anthony has been home for a week almost (and taking great photos of Sydney!). Getting a job has not been as easy as last year -- he didn't do such a good job keeping up with the folks at FAA he worked for last summer and over Christmas. Hopefully it will work out. Mark keeps hassling him. I figure he will have to work for decades -- nothing wrong with a bit of time off -- particularly given how hard Carnegie Mellon is.

So Mark keeps telling him if he doesn't have a job by Tuesday we will only pay half of his tuition. And I say no way. I told Mark as soon as he gets a job where he makes more than me, he can implement this rule. So now I told him he has to do so by Tuesday. Lol.

Anthony did clean the carpets -- which really needed it. And walked Miss Pressley.

I have wasted a lot of time on Facebook. Need to get some papers written -- I have just been so tired at night. And I have got to train for the race -- just two weeks. Have to go to Bonn right before -- but hopefully the hotel will have a gym so I can keep up. I will get up bright and early tomorrow -- have not done it a single time this week :-( By Monday I shall be running straight and have my two papers written ..... I know I can .............

Anthony is home for the summer!

Went to pick up Anthony today at Carnegie Mellon in Pittsburgh. I cannot believe that sophomore year is over. And what a total airhead I was about the process. When we went to pick up the rental SUV at Reagan National, I forgot to look and see what company we had rented from. So had to drive back home. Turns out that my guess (Thrifty) was right ... but the lines are long sometimes and you hate to waste an hour .... only to have to wait another ... and another ..... Mark drove the SUV home. I drove my car and managed to take the wrong exit and get lost ... even though I have done this dozens if not hundreds of times.

I drove first shift this morning. To the turnpike and to the first rest area. A bit over half way. Rewarded myself with a Starbucks and Mark took over. Did not hit the usual horrid Pittsburgh construction traffic .... made it in a bit over four hours ... including pit stop. Record time. Sydney was sooooo happy to see Anthony ... always amazed at how he recognizes him. This was the longest period without seeing him .... four months. To continue with the airhead theme .... forgot the packing boxes (as well as a camera for blog and Facebook pics!). But it actually worked fine ... stuff fitted better.

Decided to go to lunch on the turnpike. And as usual had to go almost half way to find a reasonable stop. There were outdoor tables so we were able to eat and not worry about Sydney. He met a few friends ... including a brand new puppy ... six weeks and already Sydney size. English mastiff I think. Anthony was super talkative on the way home. Which was funny because I was super sleepy and had to struggle to stay awake. His last exam was Tuesday and most of his friends went home so he probably was bored stiff.

I am soooo happy to have him home .... who knows, this could be the last time he is home for summer depending on what job he gets next summer. It just feels like he never left. And he was able to fix the Netbook .... which was not connecting to wireless after we connected it to a LAN line in Kuwait ...... I guess the pricey education pays off.

Mark is all wound up about Anthony having a job ... but honestly he will have his whole life to work and he works really hard -- I cannot believe how intense his program is. I'm so proud of him -- he surely is turning out to be a great human being.

Gonna go see the new Star Trek flick tomorrow. After an early mani (I am sooooo sleepy( and church (did not get back in time for Saturday). And I have a big job to complete. But I am soooooo happy that it doesn't really stress me :-)

The AIAA Honors and Awards Dinner

I am sooooo tired. Another very late night. We were invited to the AIAA Honors and Awards dinner. Funny -- last year had an awesome time (were at a table with a bunch of folks we knew really well). So I was really looking forward to it. But we were at a REALLY dull table. It was in the front row -- but I didn't really know anyone. Except an FAA guy -- who I don't know that well and frankly is a bit too full of himself. The people were nice -- but conversation was stiff ..... And the awards went on and on and on -- people were acting like the Academy Awards -- talking and talking and thanking everyone -- except it is not the Academy Awards -- it is boooooring. I think the format was more fun years ago -- unless maybe that was before I stopped drinking .... lol

I wore my Manolos. They feel very comfy -- but the balance is tricky. I love those shoes -- I am soooo happy Mark got them for me. My next goal is some red Jimmy Choos. Which I have to convince Mark to buy because buying them for me is too frivolous. Vince should be buying them as it is his fault I want them. But that's never gonna happen. Trying to get my Facebook friends to convince Mark. Merrie gave it a try .....

Oh well the evening is over -- got two boxes of Godivas as party favors (I stole Mark's) .... and I am one day closer to picking up Anthony!

The Fellows Dinner

Went to the AIAA (American Institute of Aeronautics and Astronautics) Fellows Dinner tonight. I cannot believe this was my 7th -- I was elected in 2003. I may have missed one -- but they all blur together. Funny -- I soooo wanted to be a Fellow. Worked my butt off doing service to AIAA. Chaired the big 2003 conference in Dayton in July 2003 to celebrate the Wright Brother's first flight centennial. I think that's what put me over the edge when I was elected in October 2002. Bought tickets (@ $100 a pop) for Mark, Anthony, Jim, Maggie and the Tusses for the big Awards dinner at which the new Fellows are introduced. Anthony was so cute in his tux. And John Travolta got some award at the Honors and Awards dinner at the Air Force Museum. Of course that is not where Fellows are inducted -- that happens at the Fellows Dinner -- cannot get in unless you are a Fellow. That first dinner is nice -- you have joined the club .....

Flash forward a few years (here I am pre-dinner with Sydney -- Mark was sure shaky!). Pay $115. Have dinner with a bunch of people who don't really care about clothes, shoes and spas and are not counting hours till the season finale of Grey's Anatomy .... Oh and these people -- the Guia's -- Professors at Cincinnati who know both me and Mark who were elected Fellows after me now ask where he is every year. They seem puzzle that I am a Fellow and he is not. Yolanda is going to nominate him this year ... I sure hope he is elected so I don't keep having to go to the dinner alone.

I was all crabby about having to go. To make matters worse I really did not know any of the new Fellows. But as it turned out I saw a few people that I needed to talk to -- saving me calls and e-mails at work. And I sat at a random table -- where I met a new Fellow who happened to be Cuban (I had to have a pic so I could send it to my Cuban friend who was carrying on when I was elected that he thought he would be the first Cuban Fellow -- so I guess at best three -- and who knows -- I cannot tell who is Cuban!). Also met this other really funny guy whose parents were Spaniard diplomats. We were all very interested in the "Camino de Santiago" -- the pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela in Northern Spain -- where the remains of the Apostle St Jame's are. The Cuban guy had done it (but mostly by car -- so no indulgences for him) and the other guy's son had just done it. And of course we drove it last year -- and hope to walk it some day. were all carrying on -- and the English speakers asked what was going on. After our explanations -- they all looked like we were crazy.

Funny -- I actually had a good time. Except for the meal -- it was horrid. AIAA seems to be having financial troubles. Which makes sense given the economy -- attendance was down by 40% it seemed. So the lesson learned is that you never know what will happen and should probably keep an open mind ........

Mother's Day 2009

Survived Mother's Day. First time since 1989 without Anthony -- he was in the oven but still there. I thought I would feel really awful. But I e-mailed Juanchi's Mom to wish her a Mother's Day and found out that in Paraguay they celebrated Mother's Day some other day -- May 15th I think. In the UK it was March. So, at the end of the day, I came to the realization that Mark is right -- Mother's Day is after all a Hallmark Holiday. I even did not melt into tears when I read the Washington Post editorial on Mother's Day as an adult after your Mother has passed away .....

Of course it is easy to have perspective when Anthony is coming home on Saturday ....... And when you have super cute Sydney :-)

I signed up for the Komen Race Saturday night (no bet with Mark this year -- he is foregoing racing because of his infection/blood pressure issues -- which really seem a lot better -- think he's just afraid I will beat him -- and I am afraid I will kill him). So I decided to go running this morning. Ouch -- I was 10 minutes slower than last year (despite Sydney's help stretching) -- had to walk a bunch. I HAVE got to get into shape!

26th Anniversary

Today was our 26th anniversary. Went to the Carlyle Grand Cafe --- with Vince and Dan -- Vicki's husband. Not terribly romantic -- but Vince was in town from London and this was the only day he was available. Vicki was supposed to join us but she forgot and agreed to a speaking engagement out of town. Glad Dan did join us. Which kinda made him Vince's date ... but I didn't say anything ... at Vicki's advice.

Vince is probably our hippest friend. Well second -- next to Stephen -- his former partner (they broke up --- but seem to still be great friends -- they are now my Facebook buddies -- Stephen writes all the time -- Vince not so much). I wore my Manolos and bubble skirt I got in Barcelona in 2007 -- tres chic. Of course walking was not the easiest -- Mark had to drop me off by the door -- and they had us sit upstairs -- which was a challenge. How did Carrie Bradshaw manage to run in her Manolos through Manhattan? I had a glass of champagne and it did not help. But they are sooo cool -- and Vince approved. He also got it into my head that I need some Jimmy Choos ......

It was a great evening -- made all the better by the clean checkup at Hopkins ....

Visit to Hopkins ... all is well

Went to Hopkins today for my breast cancer screening. I go every six months -- and see the nurse. But this was also the mammo visit. I am usually quite nervous but I really worked myself into a tizzy this time. Ironically I had not really thought much about it until we got back from Kuwait. Because I was soooo worried about Mark. But then I made up for it ... to the point that by Monday I was totally dysfunctional (after spending the weekend messing on Facebook -- which did distract me ...). Had some distraction from a broken car window -- but that got fixed pretty fast. Tuesday was awful -- getting to a point where I could not make plans for two days hence ... which was really annoying people calling for appointments at work .......

I started to feel better after I e-mailed Becky. And Maggie reminded me of her mantra "I am happy, healthy, strong and free ... just as I am meant to be". And the book "How to be led by the Spirit ..." with its reminder that I can pray the prayer of the sick as well as any priest. And asking Bev .... my prayer partner when I really hit rock bottom to pray all helped a bit. Yet I really was becoming concerned that I would just not go ... I kept trying to think up reasons not to. It would just be so easy to follow my Mom's lead .... I wish I knew if she did not have treatment 'cause of her habit to "think about it in the morning" or out of fear. She just never seemed scared. I don't know why I think about this so much ... there is no way to know. She certainly was not the diary type. Or if she was Chuck our step dad never shared them.

Luckily Mark had agreed to take me 'cause I really don't think I would have gone otherwise. This morning I took one of the anxiety pills that the hospital gave him when he went to the ER (he didn't take any but I kept them for an emergency ....). I went to church ... as is my custom before my check ups. The pill really hit me ... and I slept all the way to Baltimore. Got to see Connie the nurse pretty quickly ... and she is quite good at reassuring me. We talked about taking tamoxifen or breast removal/implants. Maybe it is time to think about that ...... I also used the time to ask about Mark's symptoms and she assured me that cancer does not grow and shrink. Plus Mark took some pity on me and told me that the frequency/intensity of his glands swelling was much less. Which is certainly consistent with rare African diseases. Anyhow Connie said everything felt fine to her ... so on I went to mammography. I sorta hinted at needing happy pills but she asked me if I was mostly stressed about breast cancer ... and I said yes. So she said I had every reason to be concerned about that and she thought I was a lot better than when she met me in 2004 ... so no happy pills. Bummer.

Hopkins deals with survivors or high risk patients so they are pretty good at handling hysterical patients. They take you in pretty quickly. I usually have a first set scans, then the radiologist looks and I have some more and then an ultrasound. I had a chatty technician and told her about my history (have genetics and environment covered with Mom, sister, husband). I told her how they usually had to do extras so she might as well squeeze hard the first time. I was sitting in the dressing room e-mailing (some work -- mostly my friend Renee about mammos) when the technician came in and handed me the "no signs of cancer -- come back in a year paper. So two steps skipped. She told me after several visits it became easy to spot no changes and they do digital-- so it is not unusual after a while to just be sent on your way ......

It is impossible to describe the relief. I've experienced it 5 times now ... and the feeling always amazes me. Despite Maggie's best advice to choose the better thought "everything is OK" and Mark's difficulty grasping why I would think anything is wrong before it is ... I just mostly think of bad outcomes. The drop in Adrenalin is also something else ... an incredible exhaustion sets in. I went and got my car emissions/mechanical inspection and got that out of the way. And to the Mall for some gifts. Then came home and had a long nap before dinner. After dinner Mark looked at me and said "you sure look haggard" -- as well I should. I asked him to take a photo for my blog. Somehow the props seem to wash out the haggard. lol. Anyhow thanks to God for a very happy day. And to Mark for being willing to do something that he absolutely does not understand just because I asked him to. I guess there is a reason we will have been married for 26 years tomorrow. Guess I better go to bed as tomorrow will be a hard day 'cause folks at work will not give me the pre mammo room lol. But we get to ahve dinner with Vince who is here from London so that's cool!

Back Home ... for a week

Got home from Kuwait on Friday, April 25th. Trip home was not too bad ... through London, a 3+ hour layover. Enough for Starbucks and finding your way. And the last leg's flight was not crowded at all -- was able to lay down and sleep.

As usual the best part is seeing Sydney. Lynn had kept him -- she put him at our house before she went to bed, so he was here when we got home. He jumped and jumped. It is good to get home on Friday -- and have two weekend days ahead. I mostly slept ... and honestly have spent all week taking naps. I am just so tired.

Nest week (Wed, May 6) is my checkup at Hopkins. I am really nervous -- more so than ever -- I am now about the age when Mom must have first had it (she ignored symptoms until she was almost 50 -- and by then it was really far along). And older than when Maggie was diagnosed. I am supposed to have an MRI this time -- and they are notorious for false positives. Of course they are also better at finding stuff. I just keep thinking of what it would be like --being told you have breast cancer. The surgery -- or chemo -- or both. Just really scary. Mark promised me he would go with me this year (he was out of town last year -- I was all alone - other than Sydney) -- he was on travel. Hopkins gives you positive results right away. I think if they find something they do biopsies right there ...... but I don't really know. I'm scared.

Of course I can only focus on my tests at Hopkins so much. I actually did not start thinking about it till this week. Because I am so worried about Mark. He seemed better -- certainly in Kuwait. But he seemed really off tonight at church and at dinner. And earlier this week he was looking for infectious diseases Drs. on Mail Handlers. I didn't ask because he won't tell me. I really worry he is keeping something from me. I will deal with that after Wednesday -- I am praying all will be OK at Hopkins and then I can focus on other stuff .......

Touring Kuwait

Today started out super lazy. Forgot to put out the do not disturb sign so the maid woke us up about 9:30 AM (we had gone to bed at 10 PM ...... the more you sleep the more you need to sleep it seems). Mark had a shower and we went to breakfast (as yummy as the previous two days .... snffff only two days left as we have an early flight on Friday). When we came back to the room, I wanted to take a nap -- so Mark went off to the beach.

Mark came back around noon and roused me up .... we were going to go to some museum about the Iraqi invasion and subsequent liberation. But the taxi driver pointed out that the museum closed 1 PM - 4:30 PM so we wouldn't see anything. We decided we would go to the souk (the market) but that was closed to.

So we went to the gym instead. And then the pool -- OMG the water is gorgeous -- crystal clear and the perfect temperature. We then went to the far off pool so we could get lunch (by now it was 3 PM). No one ever seems to be there so it is like a private pool. Only huge. After lunch I assumed the "legs up the wall"yoga position on a sunbed and got into a totally relaxed state. Mark woke me up at about 4:30 PM and we got ready to go see Kuwait.

The concierge said we should have the driver wait but we insisted we'd take a taxi back. Good thing they did not listen. The driver (who was Lebanese) spoke great English. We picked up a hotel staffer and dropped her off (making us a sherut (shared taxi) I guess -- a Middle Eastern custom). I asked him if he was here during the invasion -- and he had lots of tales (it took them longer to find out they were being invaded than folks in the U.S.). After we dropped her off, he told us about the Kuwait towers (you've not been to Kuwait unless you've seen them). He stopped several times for photos. Then at several other sites (old houses, the marina).

On to the museum (which we intended to visit early Wednesday). It was very interesting -- it is so hard to imagine that a wealthy, peaceful place could be overrun. At the end they had a room dedicated to Saddam's demise. He had us pose with the severed head of a Saddam statue. And with old weapons outside. Said the Scud missile previously up front had been removed.

By now it was dark and I wasn't so keen to see the souk (don't need a rug). Decided we would just drive by. After seeing downtown some more (everything is constantly reconstructed -- the place seems like Disney world, so sparkling and new). The souk was just like a souk anywhere else. He made me take photos (which are horrible as I have no clue what to do at night) of everything. This is the woman's section -- whatever that means. Also stopped by the mosque.

On the way back to the hotel he told us a bit about Kuwaiti citizenship. Basically, the only way to be a citizen is if your parents are Kuwaiti. If your parents are Lebanese (like this fellow), you can be born here but you are not a citizen. EVER. You can only live in Kuwait if you have a "sponsor"(job). If you retire you can only stay if you have a son (who has a sponsor) and in turn your son sponsors you. The Kuwaitis get free land and 70,000 KD (Kuwaiti Dinars -- a KD is worth about $3) toward a house. The houses are palatial. Of course the foreign workers (who do most services) live in tiny shared flats. And hardly get paid anything. Those Kuwaitis that work, do so primarily for the Government. Mark read they only work 6 and a half hours, presumably 5 days a week. The 6 and a half hours includes lunch. Your Government job is guaranteed for life. This is paradise if you are Kuwaiti I guess. Or a European or American worker. Not so good for others. But I guess better than home -- otherwise folks would not flock here.

The good news is since we got "culture" out of the way -- have two totally lazy days ahead!

In Kuwait

Arrived in Kuwait Sunday morning. Took a while to get here. Flew British Airlines to London Friday night (the 10 PM flight, which arrived in London about 10 AM Saturday). The later flight is actually better than the 5 PM flight, I think. We left home about 7:30, breezed through security (just carry on) and ate dinner at the airport. This meant we were ready to sleep by the time we boarded.

Slept pretty well (despite waking up frequently to check up on Mark -- who seemed OK). Plane was packed -- but I traded my leg room for some room on Mark's lap to sleep. Had not flown British Airways for ages -- they still give out socks, tooth brushes, little bottles of water. Wish we had sprung for the business class flat bed seats (like we did for South Africa in 2003). But they have doubled the miles you need so Mark would not hear of it. Nice that the tickets were "free" (except for the outrageous taxes).

I had booked a "day room" in London as our flight to Kuwait did not leave until 10 PM on Saturday and I did not cherish 12 hours at London Heathrow. We were at the Hotel by 11 AM and were pleasantly surprised that the 54 pound rate was actually for a whole day so we did not have to check out at 5 PM. Slept till 5 PM, took showers and walked to MacDonald's. Free shuttle to Heathrow at 8 PM. Only glitch was they confiscated my contacts saline solution (even though I had just flown through Heathrow with the very same bottle two weeks earlier). Luckily there is a Boots (a pharmacy like place) after Security so I was able to get some more. Hope they don't take it on the way back -- although that may not be an issue since they will probably make me check the bag I carried on here!

That day room was the best investment ever. Mark seemed to have no issues. We got to Kuwait at about 7 AM Sunday. Had to get visas on site -- which seemed like it would take hours (given the number we had and the number they were serving, coupled with the speed of the agents). But somehow a lot of numbers weren't there and speed picked up. We were through security by 8 AM -- and into the hands of the Hilton.

OMG -- this IS customer service. They met us and took us into a waiting shuttle. Got iced water. The Hilton Honors agent met us at the door and had us sit down at her desk. Got orange juice (best tasting I've ever had). An upgrade to a sea view room. Vouchers for breakfast (which we were not entitled to until Monday) and vouchers for massages at the Spa (Mark refused his -- what an idioso!).

The room is awesome -- super comfy bed. Luxurious couch. Flat screen wall TV. Large sized toiletries, bath robes. And breakfast is out of this world -- one of the nicest I've ever had (only equated by breakfast in Brunei and at the Moscow Marriott). After breakfast, slept a few hours. In a "turn about" Mark had more energy and woke up first and went to the gym. I went after he came back ..... then caught up with him in what might as well be a private beach because there is no one else there. Only drawback is Mark won't go in the water so there is no "buddy" for me to swim with.

The restaurant prices are really reasonable -- there is so much oil wealth no one seems interested in turning a big profit. Particularly given tourists are almost non existent. Sunday night ate at Pizza Express. Had the most scrumptious chocolate cheese cake.

I could not sleep Sunday night (maybe because I had slept all day). But Mark had and when I started stirring (a bit after 6) he got up and went to the gym. So when he came back we went to breakfast. Which was after he made up an outfit like the local garb ....with the bathrobe the hotel gave him. Luckily reason prevailed and he did not wear it outside the room. But it makes for a good photo! I am obsessed with finding out whether the men wear pants under their robes. It would be so easy if Mark would just go to the public restroom ..... but he won't do it! So I have to rely on trying to have a look when someone stands in front of a light. I think they just wear a long shirt. Seems comfy. The women's all black robes and covered faces are spooky. But there are plenty of women in Western clothes and I have not needed the scarf I got for my head (at Lynn's behest). Except as a shawl as I did not bring a coat and the a/c is freezing.

Had my massage ... and then used the Spa facilities. The whirlpool is the perfect temperature and as big as a pool. There is an aromatherapy steam room. And lots of other touches.

We ate dinner in the Arabian tents Monday night. Mark had "issues" as his legs were too big and could not reach the table. And he tripped getting up. For some odd reason the resort does not allow pictures (maybe because we can see the oil tankers?). Anyhow -- I am sure the satellites have lots of pictures of the resort.

I miss Sydney ... but could stay here forever. Actually dogs allowed (Sydney would so fit in). And they rent villas. Maybe a place to do a long stay post retirement. Mark seems just fine ... which I attribute to exercise, lots of rest and no alcohol .......

Bob and Gail's Visit

Bob and Gail came to visit 9-13 April. The fact that it was Easter was entirely coincidental. Had not seem them since Anthony's graduation due to Gail's various health problems. We had talked about going down to Louisiana .... but good intentions were overcome by events I guess. Needless to say Sydney (who was 5 lbs when they met him) was quite a shock at 15 lbs!

Bob and Gail looked pretty good for 69 and 74. Gail does seem to have lots of new health issues -- which are incomprehensible given how much she works out, how healthily she eats and how thin she is. Somehow she had a stroke and then diabetes. Perplexing.

It was nice to have home cooked meals (although she sure generates a lot of dishes to wash). And I took her to the Spa on Saturday -- courtesy of Mark (her share -- mine I will have to cover :-(). Here is a picture of Mark in the kitchen -- Bob and Gail photos are in my other computer so I shall have to upload later.

Went to Church Easter Sunday (Mark is just not into the Easter Vigil). I ran home to eat chocolates. Tasted soooo good after the Lenten fast!

Took them to see "The Civil War" at Ford's Theater. I did not think it would be very good (after all one knows the outcome!). But it actually was. It was a musical -- songs were good. And the setting was perfect -- I don't think it would have worked at any other theater.

Mark seems better since his meds were adjusted. He did seem wobbly Saturday night when we walked Presley and Sydney with his Dad. He told his parents about his "issues". But became furious when I asked him how he was feeling. Said I "embarrassed" him (hmmmm -- saying that I pushed him is SOOOOO much less embarrassing). Announced that he will no longer discuss his health with me. Which is fine by me -- as long as he looks/acts better -- which he does. Still seems quite a mystery -- and maybe not all symptoms are related. We shall see ....... I need to chill. And pray -- which is such a help. The good news is I am not as worked up about my upcoming visit to Hopkins (May 6) as I usually am because I am spending so much time obsessing about Mark I have less time to obsess about other stuff!

Of course the best part about Bob and Gail's visit is scoring free kitchen gadgets. This time she was freaked by our broken breadboard -- but also got other stuff. Including a place mat for Sydney's food and water bowl. Soooooo cute.

They left Monday afternoon (I was sad to see them go -- first "peaceful" weekend in ages -- Mark did not have any blood pressure episodes). Now looking on to Kuwait. Which I am nervous about as I worry about Mark.

Cherry Blossom Time

Got back from the UK on Thursday night. Was there at the same time as Barack Obama. They did not announce his schedule -- so didn't see him. Saw him in the papers a lot. Or rather Michelle -- as her clothes was what the news seemed to cover. The protests to coincide with the summit were not very exciting -- nothing by Transport (other than some old guys in motorbikes -- that took all of about 5 mins to go by).

Went with Houeida and Michael Anthony on Saturday to see Cherry Blossoms in Maryland (got my mani on Friday because I had ambitions to go see Anthony but that was not to be as he had a test the following Monday and did not want the "distraction"). She said it was better than DC. But honestly, it seemed the same to me -- just a longer drive. It was odd all the people walking around this neighborhood. Some kids had set up lemonade stands and such -- very enterprising.

H wanted to go to lunch -- but the Lebanese place she wanted to go to had closed down (or maybe it was just closed on Saturday). We were going to go to Lebanese Taverna by Pentagon Row -- but she decided Michael Anthony would have a melt down so just went home. I proceeded to sleep the rest of the afternoon and put off church until Sunday.

Watching Mark like a hawk. His family Dr. just told him his low blood pressure was too low for someone as big as him (which we all knew) and adjusted his medication. He still seems wobbly to me but I guess it needs time .........

A Sunday Full of Shocks in London ....

Interesting day today. The mood was certainly set last night. First I got an e-mail forwarded from Vicki Cox letting folks know that Fred Johnson (who was in Mark's office in London at the same time we were) had suddenly passed away. An aneurysm or a stroke -- it seems. More to come. This if course made me sad -- had not seen Fred for years but all the folks that were in London together were really close. He is the first of the group to pass away. And the suddenness and involvement of circulatory system renewed my worries about Mark.

I was up quite late (past 2 PM accounting for time change) on account of having to work on the report from the meeting last week. Has to be presented Wednesday -- but we as those of us that are still here from last week have another job, we really had to finish it at the weekend.

I was feeling fairly OK about Mark yesterday afternoon. The day in London was nice and I had talked to him in the morning. The blood tests had not shown anything ominous and he had seem OK during the week. His blood pressure was really perfectly normal from Monday on. Work up in the middle of the night and had a message from Mark telling me his blood pressure was once again 90s over 50s and he had felt lethargic all day. This set me off on an all night quest through the Internet of symptoms. Did not sleep well at all. I did just speak to him and he sounded OK -- but I am getting nowhere getting him to agree to see his internist. Maybe I will do better face to face and surely his parents will help.

Much later than when I wrote above ... back from looong work dinner. I'm tired so I will complete post later. Big shock was that Stephen and Vince split up. Mark knew but he felt he should not tell me (presumably because Vince had asked him not to). And when I told him I was having lunch with them -- he figured they got back together. It really wasn't awkward though -- I really like seeing those guys.

I will write more about today .... in the morning.