TBT Reprints from CJ's Whine and Cheeze

 

 In 2003, Ma had a stroke. Dad was her full time caregiver until he he had a car accident that totaled the car. So in 2006, I became their chauffeur among other jobs.

At the time, to deal with the stress of running two households and working, I kept a blog entitled CJ's Whine and Cheeze. Egged on by some friends who enjoyed the first read through, you'll see your part when it comes by.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Kids Say The Darndest Things

Friday was my turn to get a haircut. I had taken Ma to the same hairdresser the week before.

"So how did you mother like her haircut?"

"Oh, she was thrilled. She loved the way you pampered and princessed her."

"Your mother is so cute!" beamed the hairdresser.

"D'you want her? She comes as a bogo."

"What?"

"Bogo. Buy one. Get one. She comes with Dad. They're a matched set of bookends, and I'd hate to break up the set."

The hairdresser giggled. I'm sure she thought I was kidding.

Adventures of the Poor, Little Boob

    This journal is about my journey with DCIS which began in January 2024. Ductal Carcinoma in Situ. A form of breast cancer. I didn't tell many people. Family, a handful of close friends. I didn't even tell my bosses at the museum where I teach. Somewhere along the line after much prodding and poking, I decided the My DCIS Journey was too boring so retitled the journal Adventures of the Poor, Little Boob.

The Poor, Little Boob has been cancer-free since June 0f 2024, and still has another year of taking hormone therapy and being monitored by an oncologist. My target date for ending the medication and this journey is June1, 2027

On February 28, 2024, I had an appointment at the Faulkner Hospital in Boston to have a radioactive seed implanted into the poo, little boob. The seed was the size of a sesame seed and would allow the surgeon to find and remove the tumor

The doctor who performed the procedure had the same first name as my Youngest. I took that sign as a good omen.

The mammogram technician kept me distracted and entertained while I was held hostage by the machine and the surgeon. We talked about Ogunquit and The Cape [ed: Cape Cod]. She said after the procedure I should have a big ice cream sundae for dinner. I told her ice cream is a Summer food. She was shocked and said she had ice cream year round. She reminded me of my friend, Teague.

Though the procedure went well and I was in no pain, I was disappointed I wouldn't have any laser eyes, electric boobs, or superpowers from the radioactive seed.

T Stands for Leave It To Finnbadger

 

Finnbadger from Envelope 100 sends the nicest cards. Isn't this Ink Halloween tea set card purrfect for tea day? Help yourself to a cookie and a cuppa, but the black cat teacup is mine.

Thank you Finn and to your three fur babies for thinking of me.

 Drop by hosts, Bleubeard and Elizabeth’s blog to find out what the rest of the T gang is up to. If you want to play, include a beverage or beverage container in your post. Don’t forget to link your blog from Bleubeard and Elizabeth’s page.

Monet and Me

 

along with Miro and Bruce are finishing a design to be mailed today. I was asked by my "Cousin" from Portland, Oregon, if I could send a box of Bell's Seasoning to a friend of hers. Yes, the same box of Bell's that the very tall young man from Friday's 5 Good Things got for me because I couldn't reach it. Bell's Seasoning isn't available in Portland.

It may be hard to see, but I have to finish drawing the turkey and letter what he's saying: Bread and spices going Where? Hopefully, the little package will bring a chuckle to the recipient as well as the postal workers who send the package on its way.

What are you working on today?

How Does Your Garden Grow?

 

All the leaves are brown, and the skies are grey.

(California Dreamin' by The Mamas and The Papas)

How does your garden grow?

Happy, Little, Time Waster

 

Homemade Modge Podge

The Friday Five Good Things

 

Five good things that happened this week.

1. With the time change, everyone gets an extra hour of sleep, unless you have a cat.

2. Unseasonably warm weather this week. Yay!

3. A follow up visit to the podiatrist. I did not need the $500 custom orthotics.

4. Out to breakfast after the foot doctor visit

5. A very tall young man in the grocery store was able to reach the Bell's Seasoning for me

How was your week?