With Friends Like These......
Ok, gotta sleep. Leaving tomorrow for Escalante for some canyoneering in Egypt 2. I thought I had a friend coming with me but it looks like I'm flying solo. Beeatch sent me an EMAIL (after I had called several times and sent texts over the past two days) at 4 today saying she was sick, had been since Tuesday and wasn't feeling well enough to travel. Why don't I cut her slack? Because 1)I first spoke with her on Tuesday about going and she jumped all over it. Not once did she mention she was coming down with something, 2) I made the plans around her schedule, 3) I spoke with her Thursday and still no mention of illness; 4) she never contacted me between then and today despite my many attempt

Where the Wild Things Are- FILM REVIEW
Saw "Where The Wild Things Are" tonight. Sage loved it and actually sat in my lap the whole time without squirming. My little 3 year old is growing up! As cool as the scenery and the monster puppets were, though, there's not much to engage adults. The boy is a brat with no insight or chutzpah to communicate with the Things and help them under

Three Down; Three To Go
I'll make this one a shorty seeing as how it's five minutes to 2 a.m. and I have to get up at 7 a.m. to do this breast cancer strides walk. Hope talked me into it. I'm not one for getting up this early unless there are killer yard sales or there're two feet of fresh snow at the resorts. The mountains in Utah aren't open yet (that'll come in Nov.) and it's too cold for garage sales. I think it was guilt that motivates me. After Hope's piece on Fox13 (see link in my FB posts), I received a few emails calling me an 'inspiration'. Huh? I'm just doing what I'm told and trying to ignore the fact that I have a life-threatening disease. I finished round three of chemo a week ago and am just fine th

Getting Interviewed for Fox 13
Ok, so now I'm a posterchild for Fox 13?? My friend Hope decided that since I'm the only person she knows with breast cancer, I should talk on camera. Hmmm. It took a while for me to say OK. Not because I don't think I have a worthy story but I wasn't sure if I wanted my agent, my 'outside' friends, those who don't know me but will, to know. Cancer is an extremely inconvenient disease. It may not be debilitating at the moment for me but it interrupts my life flow. It turns what was once easy (humming along day to day) into something difficult and it pisses me off. I really don't want to come across as bitter, angry, spoiled or negative. Hope said I was great. A great interview. Of course I

In between debugg...
In between debugging my turtle of a laptop (thanks, Vista), I find myself constantly combing through stories of celebrity cancers. Are they dead? What did they have? What stage was it? Was it something complicated? Could it be me next? I can't help myself. It's like watching a trainwreck; sometimes I'm the trainwreck itself. Last year, it would barely be a blip on my radar. This year it means something.Patrick Swayze gone. The news stimulates the hunt for answers. If it weren't for the obnoxious hematoma/bruise left in the crook of my arm by Nurse Ratchett in the Hunstman Infusion Room, I wouldn't know I have just had my second round of chemo. So I have to keep comparing my 'story' wi