Regardless of the situation, no matter how hopeless the outcome may be, I will never quit, and I will never back down. I have become the wolf.

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Ever throw a party…..

And it absolutely Rocked!

And a HUGE shout out to everyone who came and helped and made me feel special (and not the short bus kind either). You guys really made me feel part of a family not just part of the family.

Now that the secret is out, we threw a surprise 60th birthday party for my husband yesterday. For the longest time I wasn’t sure if I could handle a party but I’ve been feeling pretty good lately, so early in the week I put the word out that it was on and OMG, everyone I called, took over. It was wonderful. The house was packed with friends and family. We all worked so hard to surprise him. Thanks M and C for helping with the deception, I owe you guys big time. He had no clue till they pulled in the driveway.

I went to bed so tired, but it was the best kind of tired. Hugs abounded and the fairies were out in abundance. Every time I turned around, things were done. I love my fairies. When the last person left, and I looked around, all was clean, put away, stored till next party. Dishes washed, garbage out. It looked like I’d had 2 people over instead of over 40. I Love you my friends.

It felt kind of odd being treated as a sick person in your own home, but every time I tried to do something, I would be physically, painfully reminded that I am a sick person (I refuse to use the word invalid. ‘Cause invalid and invalid are spelled the same, they don’t mean the same) and the task would be taken out of my hands with a loving rejoinder to go sit and talk. I’ve never done that at a party before. I’m always the one running around making sure every thing was done. What a blessing to be able to relax.

I also put the word out that I want my home ringing with laughter this summer. I want the pool to be used, and the yard to ring with laughter. Last time I was ill was the same year the pool collapsed. So not only was I dealing with chemo and radiation. I had a huge mud hole in my backyard for four months. Not a time for friends and laughter. Besides, If there are people, there will be food, and I will eat. And anything to take my mind off of life……..

So, if you didn’t get the word, here it is. Come on over. Bring the kids, your suits, towels, pool toys, sunscreen and whatever you want to drink and come on over. I can’t guarantee brilliant conversation, but I can promise laughter and hugs and a place to hang out. And if you’re from out-of-town, call and I’ll have a room ready. If it’s a good day, we’ll even go sightseeing (or at least to the dog park 🙂 )

It’s gonna be another good day today. Early dinner with my baby, then Rod Stewart and Stevie Nicks at JLA. I can’t wait. Then Joe has Mon. off to recover from the concert.

I off to bed again. Need to rest up for tonight.

Huggs to you all. Have a blessed day.

Can’t seem to move today

Getting my results today at 2:30.  Seems like everything in my life lately is timed at 2:30.   I feel like I can’t make a decision to save my soul.  Every time I close my eyes I see a dark and dangerous path ahead of me.  I’m so frightened, absolutely stone cold scared out of my freaking mind. 

Face it, how many chances do we get in each life to cheat death.  I figure that  the last cancer go around it was my fourth cheat  (If you wanna know the other three, tough,  I’ll save that for another time).  There is a series of movies out called “Final Destination”.  It has long been one of my favorite series’.  The premise of the movie is that several people “escape” death by luck and premonition.  The remainder of the movie is death catching up to even the score.  I can hear the wind fluttering the papers in the back of my mind already.

Haven’t slept much since we got back from Mexico.  Joe bought me a “white noise” machine with the sound of ocean waves on it.  It helps sooth me to sleep, but the demons wake me up.  Dark and dangerous dreams.  Don’t remember them, don’t really want to.  Just not bright and cheery.  I come downstairs in the morning and curl up on the couch with the boys.  I can sleep then.  They snuggle so close and warm.  They know that something is going on with me.  I’ve taken to calling them velcro 1 and 2.

I feel like firing up my torch and just melting glass today.  Unfortunately that means cleaning mandrels, dipping mandrels, then cleaning workspace in order to start.  I’m just too frigging tired.  Have to get off my ass sometime yeah? 


5 things we should stop teaching girls

“Men who don’t like women with brains don’t like women.”
– Mignon McLaughlin

As a grandmother, I want to be my granddaughter to be raised in a deliberate manner with the hope that she can avoid the hang-ups and pitfalls that I have wrestled with. While I have learned countless invaluable lessons from the women who raised, nurtured and mentored me, there are a few things that I wish we, as women, could un-learn.

Clear your plate. Whether you’re hungry or not, keep eating until all of the food is gone. Take one look at me and you will know that I took this one to heart.
New lesson: We don’t want to be wasteful, so don’t put too much on your plate. Listen to your body. When you feel full, stop eating.

Be ladylike. How many of us suppress our thoughts and feelings because we don’t want to inconvenience anyone with them?
New lesson: Be considerate, but always speak your mind!

Ambition is not an attractive quality. And thus we limit ourselves.
New lesson: Reach for the stars. Toot your own horn. Conquer the world. And make a ton of money while you’re at it.

It’s not polite to talk about money. Women miss out on hundreds of thousands of dollars over the course of a career because we’re not comfortable negotiating on our own behalf.
New lesson: Be discreet, but know what you’re worth and say so. Once you earn it, you need to know how to manage it for yourself too.

He pushed you down on the playground because he likes you. What?!?
New lesson: No one gets to touch you without your permission. Boys who really like you will not be mean to you. He pushed you down because he’s an asshole. Tell a grown-up and if it happens again, knock his block off.

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