NATIONAL DAY OF PRAYER FOR YOU

Dear God: The lady reading this is beautiful, classy and strong, and I love her. Help her live her life to the fullest. Please promote her and cause her to excel above her expectations. Help her shine in the darkest places where it is impossible to love. Protect her at all times, lift her up when she needs you the most, and let her know when she walks with you, She will always be safe. Love you Girl!!!!

HOLA! FELIZ CINCO de MAYO!

Andele, arriba, its Cinco de Mayo!! We discussed having Mexican for dinner tonight. Would have to be take- out because I want good and good is labor intensive (to me). Any ideas out there for a menu? El Canelo is probably the best bet unless we do Torrero's. This will keep me busy all day! We also have a $50.00 certificate for TGIF and they do OK 'pseudo' tex/mex. I was so goofed up on my schedule that I realized too late that my website was behind for the Cinco de Mayo holiday. Rats. But, I still have Mother's Day for now. I'm doing a BOGO. Buy any item, get a free pair of earrings with the order. Do me a favor check out the ETSY link for some good deals. I am going to self grandize here. The wonderful thing about the earrings is that they are virtually weightless. One of my friends protested at lunch and lucky for me she did. She said that she "ruined" her earholes (sounds dirty) by wearing big heavy earrings and now she can't wear the bigger earrings because they pull on her poor, abused lobes. I said- "try a pair of these on"-its like you are not even wearing earrings. Sure enough, she loved them. No pull, no hurt, truly user-friendly fashion! OK enough about business. Pass on the link and you will make me a happy puppy! Tiene una grande Cinco de mayo y no bebe muchos cervecas comprende?

Facebook no,no,no

Hello Dahlings its already Monday again (Scream this part...) The hellish week of the 15 pills a day. It would be easier to give me a giant marshmallow and let me gnaw on it all day!! Like that dream about your pillow! I have CRAZY dreams-from the meds? Perhaps. Maybe I'm just crazy period. Yes, that's it. A few observations. NO OFFENSE to Asian, Eurasian, Kind of Asian... you get it. Last night the step-brat and I had a very heady and educated conversation regarding the definition of BAD Chinese food. We had bad Chinese last night. Dry, crusty, flavorless, takeout. Now we have narrowed it down to two in his new-driver range. GOLDEN WOK, CHAN-AN (3700 Peach). Perhaps Fortune Garden was having an off night, eh? One should not be able to screw up chow mien for goodness sakes. Right? I love that my boy is old enough, and resposible enough to drive now yippeee! He is really coming into his own that little shit. The other thing is Facebook. I was literally swallowed up into it a few weeks ago-OK month ago. Now, it is like some rampant, living thing all its own, and quite frankly, I don't really like it. Way too invasive for me. I'll talk when I wanna talk. That might be once a month if need be so. I have a Hell of alot more important things to do than send you a molotov cocktail to blow up Stevie the Snake got it? I got livin' to do here! For now, if you are trying to reach my Facebook... I say Face Off Teeny Bopper!! Yea.

Was I High??

Hey- Can someone out there stop me when I begin to blog slightly off the mark items? My tag on blog was just to illustrate that there are better times to come ahead- Including Spring. Many of my "snow bird" friends and family are coming home this week from Florida! It will be so great to connect with them. The potential buyer is coming for the third time to look at our house tomorrow afternoon. I hope I can stay awake and away from the house until they are done looking at it. The Florida house I love, now includes a Ford Explorer for $4,000. They must be desperate. I will try to link that picture to this blog so I can show family and friends. Pray for money and good circumstances for this gentleman. Have a good Sunday- Think a big, 'ole, fresh, Asparagus quiche is in order.

Good to be, good, Better

I just had a few afterthoughts... No baby yet, Good to come. I celebrated my Science Teacher Earth Day roots by setting up a 2 gallon fancy guppy tank, which I love, Celebrates life, Spring, Birth!! Better: 10 years ago I was at a teen conflict summit at MPS the day of Colombine. Thank-Goodness we have learned and recognized our mistakes after such a tragedy.

You Gotta Be Kidding Me!!

Good Morning my wittel chickadees- I am now up to 15 pills a day now come on, This is CRAZY! My, poor, Pooor DC he is going nuts with me! With food, without food,together, separate, it is sooooo confusing. I have abosolutely no brain power left and he just says, with extreme angst: "TAKE THE PILLS". I say but won't those make me ill, don't those cause diarrhea, Don't those make me restless OMG I'm killin' myself with all this whining. I have fallen twice (and can't get up-- waaaa) in the past two days. In the garage on... Air? and a biggie in the living room , down on both knees, yesterday- again on who knows what. I wrote an email to a very capable Lord's Employee yesterday regarding my hopeful golf league. Of course (no pun) I missed the meeting I was writing about. What a mess! Now I know she thinks I'm a total nut case. For some reason, I cannot keep my dates straight lately and it is so maddening! One of the things I need/want to check is the couple having the baby and blogs here. I hope she is done and had a great go of it. I will check and respond. They are so lucky- I wish them all of the best. I am still learning the ins and outs of posting and blogging. I would like to post some pictures of us and that is one of my next goals. Nada too exciting my way- hang in all- I love you and hope all is well. Trixie the girl with brain cancer now.

Metastatic Breast Cancer: The Uglier Beast

Well now this has been a most depressing week and a half around here. I am scared shitless this week. I don't know what to do with my sorry butt. Last week, I was physically run down, weak, sick to my bones (literally). Too tired to care about anything but my next breath. This week seems that it is improving. I am getting physically stronger but now I'm a mental case over where my death clock is set. I was so stupid. In 2003, my initial breast cancer diagnosis, I figured, Bump-in-the-Road. Just get it over and done with. Well, that nasty cancer was going to show me. Now, I'm not really even sure where I do and don't have it. I know it is in my bones, spine, brain (EEEKKKKKKKKK). I know that I am on some nasty oral chemo. that makes me puke... alot. And I hurt and am tired EVERYWHERE.my poor mate he is subject to every little thing I feel and gripe about. I feel mean. I snap at the dog (there's a role-reversal), get impatient with my step son and my mother (chronological ages not equal but psychological... OMG.) She is 93 he is 17. I don't know about either of their sex drives but they sure can hit the agitate button with skill! One of my mom and dad's best friends died this past week. I went to the funeral home with her and had the shakes and felt nauseous. 1) a bit close to home for me: "Casket /pine box, cremation?Would DC wear one of those tiny urns or a ring with some of me in it? AW just toss me around Fox Run GC and be done with it. 2) she, who NEVER cries, was upset about judy. Well, she better get out of denial mode soon because I relly don't know what amount of time I'm looking at. To borrow Mom's phrase: Hey Doc, can I still buy ripe bananas??!! I don't know if this makes any sense to anyone but me. Hell, Im probably the only one that reads this and that's OK. Just let DC know that I had a blog.