Luau

All you need for a good luau:

A. Hawaiian shirts
B. An authentic Hawaiian guy
C. Meat

And more:

A. New floral bathing suits
B. A Hawaiian grandpa who has kicked Cancer's ass in the last 12 months
C. Toddlers eating BBQ off sharp sticks

Our intimate luau last night (shared with some dear dear friends who don't like their photos plastered all over the Internet, which is a shame because I have some darn cute pics of their kids :) became more significant than an opportunity for me to eat Kalua Pig when I realized what the date was.

A year ago last night Grandpa Byron-the-Hawaiian went into the hospital with some unexplained malaise that had forced an extremely active guy nearly permanently into a BarcaLounger wrapped up in a blanket. After ten days in the hospital this malaise was recognized as Stage IV Large Cell B Lymphoma. The C word. And now, a year later, Byron is back on the barbee in perfect health. We are so lucky.