So, I’m sitting next to my man. We’re watching So You Think You Can Dance. Why? Because I’m waiting for Glee to come on, and I’m too lazy to extend my arm toward the remote and change the channel.
As we watch, a dancer performs a super-human feat, flips himself backward through the air, lands on his forearms and walks across the stage like a turtle.
Without missing a beat, Bob turns to me and asks (with total sincerity), “Can you do that?”
Yeah, Babe. Right after I bowl five frames.
You know who can kick ass, though?
He rode in his first post-cancer enduro this past weekend. And this weekend he’ll be riding in his first hare scramble. Bob is my cancer-fuckin’ hero!