We just rounded second. On a trans-America flight between New York and Los Angeles, we’re currently flying over Tulsa, Oklahoma. On a golf course, we’re standing on the 10th hole tee box. On a typical workday, we just finished lunch and are frantically looking for an empty conference room to take a nap in for the next two hours (no? just me?). If you were to say we are, “beating a dead horse,” with all of these analogies, then said allegorical dead horse would be…half dead?…still dead, since it was dead in the first place?… I don’t know, I’m confused now.

Anyway, I think you get it: Cathy is halfway done with her chemo treatments! Since Round 3 began on April 13th, a few, notable events have occured:

• The doctor walked us through her scans – taken shortly after Round 2 – and showed us the before and after shots of her lymph nodes going from very noticeable to almost invisible. While we expected this based on the doctor’s phone call, it was a great thing to witness first hand. I’ll go so far as to say that it was probably the best picture I’ve ever seen. Although, I’m sure you agree that this one comes in a very close second place:

Can I be considered a trendsetter if the trend never catches on?

• Speaking of growing up, Lindsay and I turned 30 since our last post. I’m told that there’s this thing called, “Twin Age Accounting,” which stipulates that as long as the additive value of you and your twin’s age always equals the true, aggregate value, you can individually split up those years as you please. So, as pictured here, while we’re a total of 60, I’m told that I will now be turning two years older every year, because for some reason, from here on out, Lindsay will, “always be turning 29.”

I don’t exactly feel 30, but as Mom always says, “Act your shoe size, not your age!” Which means I’m really 12 and a half! I think I got that saying right…

So what’s next? Well, Round 4-6 is a little different than Rounds 1-3. The drug regiment is changing (this was always the plan), and these drugs take A LOT longer to administer than the previous ones. As in a few days longer, instead of over a couple hours. This means that Cathy will be admitted to the hospital for two days solely based on the logistics of administering the drugs for such a long period of time. While the side effects can be a little different with this regiment, it shouldn’t be too drastic and the doctor is confident that Cathy will handle it like she’s handled the other rounds: like a champ. She’s going in this Thursday – Saturday morning, so keep the good vibes flowing.

And now, because no one asked for it, here’s a list of some favorite things that Lindsay and I have learned over the last 30 years:

1. Artichokes are not animals. But seriously guys, what kind of non-animals have hearts?!?!
2. The cardboard a pizza comes on should be removed BEFORE being placed in an oven.
3. Our elementary math school teachers never let us use calculators on our tests because, “What? do you think you’re going to carry around a calculator in your pocket for the rest of your lives?” Turns out teachers can be wrong. **pulls smartphone out of pocket in gloating fashion**
4. Mom will not take too kindly to burning a matchbox car on the roof outside your window, regardless of ‘how thick the ice on the roof is.’
5. Even when you’re 30, there’s nothing better than your Mom.

Congratulations, you’ve made it to the end of this post! Thanks for reading!