Hello again, party people! It’s been a while. I let myself get busy living, trying to lose myself in the minutiae of my little life. I did. It was boring and exciting, like always. But, man! Has there ever been some stuff going on! First, like so many others, I was devastated by Hurricane Irma. … More Like I Need A Hole In My Head
Do you remember the last time you had to wait for something? I don’t mean like the service is bad at your favorite bistro and you revise your Yelp! to 3 stars from 5 or when you’re stuck in traffic and have to pee. Those both kind of suck in their own way, don’t get … More Are You Dense?
Actually, question all you like. There are some things that we all sort of universally want to know about living with cancer. It’s a collective nightmare scenario, really. So I asked friends on Facebook if anyone had anything specific they wanted to know. One set of questions (hey, Jon!) centers around whether there are foods … More Don’t Question Mah Authoritay!
One of my favorite Christmas songs is Christmas Wrapping by The Waitresses. Aside from the bass line and overall catchiness, the song is about missed connections and how sometimes things that you thought were going awry were really something amazing waiting to happen. It’s about the good and bad and in between. Thanksgiving was hard … More Christmas Wrapping
I was texting one of my best friends this morning, and we were talking about the November social media ritual of being #Blessed It gets frustrating at the best of times, only because of how sometimes it seems like it’s all perfect, perfect, perfect out there. Or, on the flipside, everything is SO F’ING DRAMATIC. … More HashtagGratitude
I can’t explain what is happening to me. In my body and mind calamity has ensued. Some days find me clear-headed and funny, as though the shell of my physical presence is simple fodder for a sitcom that only a few people are privy to. Others are lost to the haze of illness that envelops … More There Are No Words
Unless it’s falling in clumps out of your head. Then you do you. Me? I went ahead and did the thing I was afraid of. Why not? I was terrified of having my breasts removed and then rebuilt, but I did it. My hair, though. The thing that, when it’s gone, makes you instantly recognizable … More Darlin’ Don’t You Go And Cut Your Hair
Yes. I said it. My house is a (bleep)ing mess. It’s like this, off and on, all of the time, but it is more noticeable to me right now. That doesn’t mean that I like it messy, that dust and crumbs on the floor, clean clothes in unfolded heaps, sorted by owner, and books, games, papers, and … More What A (Bleep)ing Mess!
It’s been awhile, kids. Some things have gone down, and my moods have been swinging harder than a bi couple at Studio 54. One day I’m up, the next morose. Or irritated. Or giggly. Would you believe I’ve written several posts only to discard them halfway through? It isn’t that there isn’t a veritable shit … More A Valley, A Rally, A Rockstar Weekend, and Chemo
Dude. I’m still getting fat. No energy. Still healing. Can’t even stretch my arms. Everything always itches. UUUUuuuugh! I just want to have a little pity party, ‘k? Cool. I want things to be totally awesome, so I can be all like “Look at me! I’m so busy cancering and being fabulous!” but I can’t. … More Uuuuuugh