Our house held a small party last Saturday night, the first that we've had since we moved into this particular place. My stepsister Heather left for British Columbia on Monday, so we threw a little backyard bbq, a chance to carve out some time to hang out with her before she left. She and her boyfriend Tom, who also headed out west, dad and his wife Debbie, my other stepsister Chelsea and her boyfriend Alex, and one of the girls good friends, Erica, came over for food and drink. It was a pretty night.
We set up way back in the yard behind the shed, under the goldenrod tree. As night fell, Dean put up one of the big construction lamps we've been using during work on the house to shine on our little group. Standing in the darkness of the yard by the house and looking down towards our set-up, the circle of light pooling over our spot made a pretty effect.
Hopefully the first of many get togethers in our almost renovated home.
Speaking of parties, my Nanny Tracey turned 80 years old this summer, and the whole family celebrated with a party. Here's Nan with all seven of her children, and Pop. Dad is the one all the way to the left.
I did Nan's cake in a knitting theme, a lifelong hobby of hers. We always had the best sweaters when we were kids.
I got a little bit of disappointing news this week. My CAT scan came back showing that my right lung is partially collapsed. I had a bronchoscopy on Monday, and the collapse is a result of blocked tubes preventing air from entering the lung chambers. Some of the blockage is from scar tissue, which is likely permanent, but there is also evidence of progression of the sarcoidosis from new granuloma growth. That means another course of steroids, which I was hoping to avoid.
This probably explains why Ive been feeling so tired. I just contributed it to being back to work and keeping up with the renovations, but some of it was probably because I'm not getting enough oxygen throughout my body. That would explain it. Hopefully I'll get to feeling better soon.