Skin a bit hinky but it comes and goes. More energy and she is baking. What more do I need to say? She feels better. She feels like she did before Christmas Eve when the flu hit her. I could not ask for more.
If you think I am enjoying a bunch of warm Mary-Elizabeth Sierra Lanham cookies, you are so so wrong. She is mailing them to all her friends. I seldom get cookies. Something is wrong with this picture.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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1 comment:
I'm so thankful she's doing so well. :) Can I get on her mailing list?? Those cookies look great.
Thanks for hooking me up with the group on Facebook.
Jackie
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