Dear Parking Garage Lady

Dear Parking Garage Lady,

Thank you for being the most stressful part of getting radiation every day.  The way that you carry out your cashier duties while simultaneously remaining oblivious to the customer is something that should be taught in every business school.  I can sympathize with the fact the you are forced to sit in 4'x5' box from 3am to 11am with nothing to do but read a book.  We wrote a poem for you today I apologize if does not rhyme sometimes.   It is titled 6 dimes, 2 nickels, and 5 pennies.

Why are you so grouchy?
Did you fall down and get an ouchie?
The sign says $1 and $5 appreciated yet you demand exact change.
 I'm sorry I made you put your book down.
You never smile so I never know if there is a tooth in your parking booth!


Sincerely,
Kim and Russell and sometimes Jacob

ps. Where do you park when you come to work?

Two weeks to go....

First off welcome to my new readers.  Update on my hair it is getting patchy especially on the left side.  I'm 90% sure that I will just cut it all off soon.  I was thinking about going to a beauty school and just walk in ask for a simple hair cut.  Then laugh as the beauty school student tries to figure out why my hair is coming out it clumps.  That's probably too cruel to do though.

UPDATE-I went ahead and did it.  Steven the barber showed up with his clippers and finished what the radiation couldn't.

and then.....

I get my turn with the Wahl's

I do believe I have found my calling.....