Ey Da!

The other day ago I ate one of these peanut-buttery bad boys (naturally, alongside a coffee in true Henderson style). Anything with peanut butter was met with much enthusiasm from dad, but I know he particularly used to go nuts (pun intended) for these Laura Secord Crunchy Peanut Butter Eggs. It makes me smile when I see that mommy still buys these things that daddy really liked, even though he's no longer physically here to enjoy them. As usual, I couldn't eat the whole thing, so I wrapped up the other half for later snacking. When I later went to look for said half egg, it was gone! I'd like to think that dad went splitsies on this egg with me, but I suspect the chocolate monster stole it first (thanks, Dane).

Life without daddy is hard. I miss him a lot. However, I do manage to find my daily dose of dad in the little things in life. Whether it is coming home to Mom cooking a roast beef (one of dad's faves), Dane guzzling down Coke like there's no tomorrow, dad-style obnoxious wake-up calls (from Wallace), or finding these peanut butter eggs in the cupboard...dad makes me smile.

So dad, the other day ago I went to the Keg! Wish you could have come too, but hopefully they have prime rib wherever you are, I'm sure they do. Mom remarked that the ketchup lasts a lot longer now, but hey, the top stays clean (just teasing). Also, today I went hunting through all of those files you organized, trying to find my MRI write-up for my surgical consultation on Wednesday. I know I always made you look for these things cause I was a lazy bum...so you can imagine the trouble I had trying to find it! Mommy eventually found it in case you were wondering.

Everyone's been talking about Joannie's skate. For the record (and as a figure skater who understands the scoring system, as much as one is able to anyways), I don't think it was a sympathy bronze at all. She completely deserved it, step-out of the triple flip or not. I feel like I can really relate to her. I know heart attacks and brain cancer are very different, as is pushing through to skate in the Olympic as opposed to OUAs, but despite all of the differences, I feel like I know what she is going through. Her situation is not any easier or harder to deal with than my own - loss is loss and it always hurts. I really applaud her efforts to fight through the worst. I sent her a facebook message (not truly a creepy thing to do in this case, and hey! We have mutual friends). Through what she has been saying to the media, I have faith that she reads all of the messages she has been receiving.

That's all I have for now. I need to get back to my essay on sexism in the media.

Toodles!