Cake Day!

Navel gazing, cake waiting, random thoughts on launch from the momma day.  Three years into a remission I was told not to expect and loving the hell out of that. I have now lived longer than any of my grandparents and my dad ( he died a few months short of 48) Sort of new territory in O'Malley land. I have great love and luck with Mary and the daughters three, best life I could think to stumble into. Any time I get judged by my friends, the company I keep, etc. I always come out looking good. I am lucky for the quality of fine weirdos who inhabit my world. Deep thanks and love to all who share the ride with Mary and me, life is good.