Chemo can be fun!
All good news today.
Ok, a touch anemic…but who cares.
Today we take what we can get.
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There is a connection somewhere but I can’t quite put my finger on it.
Filed under Reading | Comments (2)Speaking of Birthdays…
A little birthday wish to Mrs. Bickerson today, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!
And a little birthday story for you.
PJ was at a puppy birthday party for her friend Megan this past weekend. When I came to pick her up, Ellen (her mom), told me that PJ did not want to have any of the delicious chocolate birthday cake that she had made.
Ellen already knew from past experience that PJ is not a big fan of desserts or chocolate for that matter. So she asked her, when at birthday parties what would you like to have for a treat?
PJ’s response, “avacodos!”
Filed under friends, PJ | Comment (0)Happy Birthday Jen!
My friend Jen does deserve a wonderful birthday cake for her birthday. However I did not have time for that and come up with what might be my best creative use of what we had around the house to date. All the treats where from the Zodiac Walk at this past weekend’s Chinese New Year Festival at PJ’s school.
Who wouldn’t want all that served up on a pedestal cake plate?
Created with love.
Filed under friends | Comment (1)I’m just not that into the Flush
Once again I found myself doing something I said I would NEVER do. But this time, I was smart enough to stop. Here’s my 24 hour journey.
Adam, as you may remember, does a Fat Flush every so often. I have never wanted to do one, until I found myself maybe wanting to do one with him. So, we got all the supplements and all the fresh food and Thursday morning we were off and running.
I started the day with a longevity cocktail (unsweetened cranberry juice and psyllium husk) at 5:00 am. Then ran. Then came home to warm lemon water, fish oil, flax seed oil and an egg white, onion omelet and feeling very drained.
Finding myself still excited at this point, I went to the gym to lift. While at the gym my body was not really wanting to do much. When I changed out of my gym clothes and into my swim suit, walked into the pool to find no lanes open, it took me no time at all to decide that was enough, thanked the sweet baby Jesus and headed to the shower.
I got KP from child care and we head home and directly to the fridge. At this point, my head throbbed and my muscles felt like they were simply cannibalizing each other. My lunch of sauted (with no oil) onions, lean ground beef and tomatoes looked and smelled great, but didn’t taste like much.
The downward spiral had begun.
The rest of the afternoon got no better. In fact, I became a raving bitch. I’m not kidding. The rage that sits just slightly under my surface was coming out full throddle on anybody and anything that caught my path.
By the time dinner rolled around, I was so beyond hungry. I had that nauseous feeling and couldn’t care less about even making food. When I did finally muster up enough gumption to make it, I just swore at it.
Then the second longevity cocktail came around at 10:30, I thought I was going to cry. I did my best to suck it down. Watching Adam chug-it like a champ, only made it worse. I went to bed…mad.
The morning sun came up, I felt ok and had an amazing poop. But then the rush to get all the kids up, fed and out the door in 30 minutes (due to over sleeping) put me over the edge. I walked PJ to the bus and continued on with the morning ritual of bringing the dog on her walk.
As I made it back up the drive, weak, tired and hungry, I decided it was not worth it. Not worth my sanity. My energy. My strength.
I may be a walking toxic bomb, but I don’t care.
So I went inside, made myself a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal with berries. In a flash the Wicked Flush Queen transformed back into the nice girl from Minnie.
It feels so good to be back.
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Today was the kick off to marathon training with a 5 to 7 mile run.
Unfortunately I had a bad start. I had to stop at a little under three miles due to twisting my ankle on a rock that I couldn’t see because the defrost on my eyeballs were not working due to the seriously negative windchill. I don’t think I have sworn than many times in a row, that loudly, in a long time.
Usually I am not smart enough to stop running. Today, with the cold and the ankle, I think it was wise, no matter if it is the first day or not.
I’m just going to put this out to the universe…I do not have a good feeling about this marathon. This hiccup doesn’t help. With my bunion still being burdensome, I fear serious pain in my future. I have no idea how I am going to finish this race in the time I want in any kind of good physical condition.
So, since I’ve said it here, I now must give it away.
Go away bad thoughts…BE GONE!
Filed under races, running | Comments (2)$5 bet
On the drive home from church on Sunday, Adam caught KP eating his boogers.
Every time he catches one of the kids eating their boogers he tells them that they’ll get worms. Which always makes me bristle…I mean REALLY, eating boogers gives you worms??? Come on!
So I called him out, in the car, in front of the kids. Since I was going that far, I though I would try to divide the family. You know, see who is on my side of the booger/worm question. So I put the bet out there, $5 dollars to dad if he is right.
And so it started.
Who wants in with mom? Who thinks mom is right? Boogers don’t give you worms. SILENCE.
Who thinks dad is right? Who thinks eating your boogers give you worms? All hands go up, chanting starts, DAD…DAD…DAD.
So when we got home, we Googled it.
Please post your comment before you look at the answer.
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