Sunday, January 24, 2010


Here I am, another year older. It was a great birthday, although I couldn't really eat anything, but I had lots of Buffalo Stout and some St. Bernardus ABT 12 and was given a couple of amazingly personal and thoughtful gifts (I only cried at the table 3 times).

How can 34 be anything for me but a year of newness? A new way of life, a new way of living. Hoping for a new perspective. New ways of feeling love, new ways of feeling pain, new ways of relating to different people and new ways to show thanks. Already made a new friend!

Although tonight sort of feels a lot like more of the same--labs at 9am tomorrow morning, start 5 retched days of Temodar tomorrow night, lots of scowling and whining--there's still some newness behind it.

New car! We got a Mazda 5 so that I'll be able drive as soon as I get my freaking license back. It's sparkly and greenish-bluish-topaz-y and I love it.

New experience! We're taking Samson up to Tahoe this weekend with the baby-and-non-baby crew for his first taste of snow. Should be more fun than even I can shake a stick at. And you know how I like to shake sticks.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

What the what?

Who posts about how happy they are are to have a cold? Sheesh, I deserve this left over runny nose.

This past weekend can be described in two words: pain and facebook.

Oh, wait--those are actually the same word aren't they? Huh. Go fig.

Now, we all like to run into old friends on the line now and again, but it got a little out of control for me this weekend. I'm not dumb, I know a lot of it has to do with facing mortality and blah blah BLAH, but COME ON. Know when to say WHEN.

That being said, I am so stoked to have been reunited with some old junior high school friends this weekend. It's pretty cool that somethings never change, even though everything else seems to change daily, hourly, even by the second.

Here's to keeping up.

Monday, January 11, 2010

I feel normal

I have a cold. A glorious, boring, I'm pretty sure you can't die from 'em COLD. What's better, I caught it from my normal, screaming, hitting, kicking two year old. How NORMAL.

I'm too tired to think about about going back in the archives to look for posts where I whine and whine and WHINE about being sick, but this is one illness I won't be complaining about. Hooray for mucus and 10,000 tissues next to the bed! Hooray for Halls Mentholyptus! Hooray for tea and honey!

Now it's time for an extra pillow and movies in bed. Night, all.

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

New Year, New Stuff to Bitch About

Wow, that whole holiday season thing, like, totally knocked me over flat. And then when I wiped the candy cane and gelt dust off of my face and stood up, my oncologist crammed another 1,850 mg of Temodar down my throat. It's a wonder I haven't accidentally fed cat food to the dog and dog food to the cats, ha ha, which is a funny thing to ponder because that would never happen. Ahem.

So here we are in 2010--the year something? make contact? something--and I've already been to 2 doctor's appointments, had 3 phone consults and am seeing the dentist tomorrow. Maybe it's 2010, the year we make appointments. BUT, but, I've also kept my new years resolution for SIX WHOLE DAYS now (boring--it involves journaling without too many swears), AND I went out today and got me a shiny new job. J-O-B! Actually, it's the least new job imaginable; it's back at the very office in which I birthed this very blog: The Planning Shop, fine purveyors of resources for entrepreneurs. Part time, so as not to make my brain go all screwy, but I truly am very happy and excited to talk to PEOPLE who aren't DOCTORS about THINGS that aren't CANCER on a REGULAR BASIS. Honestly, I'd almost rather talk about politics than cancer. Almost.

Hope every one had a great holiday season. May 2010 be less artsy, more fartsy!