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This blog is about one woman facing each day - making it happen... surviving... putting up with... overcoming challenges... laughing or crying... and sharing her inner beauty - all while wearing Apricot Beige #7 or Frosted Rose.

Always remember...

"When you are a daughter, mother, sister or girlfriend--you are proof positive that daily surviving can be a beautiful thing."
-- Jodi Hills, Author of Slap on a Little Lipstick...You'll Be Fine

Relay for Life

Hi all, it's Relay for Life time again.

I've been an active participant for 10 years now, my first Relay was in Virginia Beach, I went with my sister to honor a co-worker of hers who was sick at the time. Little did I know how cancer would soon effect my family.

A year later my oldest child, Emily, then 22 months was diagnosed with Neuroblastoma with spread to her lymph nodes. She had surgery, she had chemo and immunoglobulin treatment for 3 and a half years. She was a trooper through all of it. Amazing. She was part of a research study for her disease, in her group of 5 she's the only child that celebrated 5 years cancer free.

Emily turned 11 in April.

My husband was diagnosed with malignant melanoma 6 weeks after we married. He's cancer free today.

My father was diagnosed with lung cancer, coupled with his congestive heart failure and battle with lupus it was more than his body could take.

I Relay for these people and countless others.

I think of friends, both from my daily living and from my internet family that have dealt with this disease in one form or another.

Cancer SUCKS.

Living isn't always super easy, but it beats the alternative. As long as I have breath in me I will continue to raise money for cancer research.

If you have a local Relay I urge you to go check it out, spend some time, enjoy the community of it, and stay for luminaria. It will change you, in a really good way.

Lots of love to all of you and have a fantastic weekend!

-Lil'sis

pissy and cranky

that's all i got for now.

Why so glum lil'sis you might ask....well you shouldn't have asked.

- so sick and tired of the crap with the husband and his doctors and whatever the fuck is wrong with him, the stress it causes the family, his crappy attitude about it all, feeling like I'm the only one who's getting anything done or worked on, why must I be his advocate ALL THE TIME and he won't even pitch in to do some of that himself...if there is NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT then why are you so fucking ill!!!!

- oh, and i still haven't finished the laundry, and did i mention i'm cranky.

- damn it all to hell, I'm now a firm believer that EVERY WOMAN NEEDS A GOOD FUCKING WIFE!!!!

I'm climbing off the soap box, thank you for listening. I'm sure I don't have anything that a bottle of wine, a good book and some lovely sex wouldn't cure...seeing how NONE OF THOSE ARE IN MY FUTURE...I'll settle for a nicely folded load of f*^%$^&%^ LAUNDRY!

ICE, Sisters, etc.

I did it, chewed some ice, but more sucked on it, and then just chomped right at the end, it was soft, sure it was.

Amy, my big sister, or oldest sister since I have 2 big sisters, won Teacher of the YEAR for her entire CITY, not just her school, the whole freakin' city!!!

I'm so proud of her, we all should be blessed with a teacher like her for our children at least once. My other sister, Kathy, also an amazing teacher who ALSO was teacher of the year in her district a few years back....ME, not so much, but hey I got lots of the sassy genes!

Prayers for the Freemans

http://kayleighannefreeman.blogspot.com/

Please keep the Freeman family in your prayers...I have followed their journey for sometime now, they are an amazing family, Rest in Peace Kaleigh Anne.

I have a deep dark secret

I chew ice, buckets of it, I love it, I'm addicted you might say. I order it at restaurants, I go out of my way to purchase it from good reputable ice dealers, I'm selective. I know the best places to get to go ice. I've done this for years, I don't use what my fridge makes, I disabled that and I purchase ice by the bag and put it in my ice dispenser and crush it. Oh how I love crushed ice, I cannot begin to tell you.

I have to give it up, I'm so sad and bothered by this, it's not a joke, I really am that pathetic. I fractured the root of one of my molars with my ice affair, I had to get a root canal done today, it's painful now, my entire face aches...and I'm feeling a bit whiny about that.

On another note, I've mentioned recently that my husband has been sick. Well, he's still sick, but the emotional roller coaster of the past week is settling down a bit. You see last week he got pretty bad, the docs said to us on Thursday, "we've got to rule out the big stuff first lil'sis, so we're running more tests to rule out pancreatic and liver cancer, and the possibility that the melanoma he had 13 years ago hasn't shown up somewhere else."

I've had enough cancer in my family to last me, seriously, I don't need anymore. My hubby, my daughter, my dad, countless friends. D - O - N - E!!

It was a tough week, waiting, tests, more tests, more scans, more waiting.
Yesterday they say to us at our "consult" appointment, we're ruling out pancreatic and liver for now, we're looking at some weird and rare blood disorders as the primary culprits, I can deal with that, that's manageable I say to myself, but it's not me that really has to manage it, it's husband guy. We were so relieved yesterday, I cannot express how relieved, we're still concerned, but we feel pretty positive that there's nothing they can throw at us that we can't handle.

If you're the praying kind, keep him in your prayers, if you're not, CHEW SOME ICE FOR ME AND ENJOY IN MY HONOR!

 
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