Why Don't You Just Soak it in Oxymoron?

That was mom's solution to a stained cousin's shirt Coco was attacking this morning. Got a good laugh, as clearly she meant to say "oxyclean." Then she couldn't remember what oxymoron meant, so Coco and I used the analagies "business ethics" (except for my mom and Papa) and "mean nurse" (except Howard).

This is what happens after five nights without sleep. Getting a prescription for a sleep aid is number one on our list of to-do's with the oncologist this afternoon.

Otherwise, she's up, made some phone calls, did her hair, and now we're sitting around the dining room table enjoying smoothies. Ahhh...unemployment.