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Off with her breasts PDF Print
Saturday, June 22, 2013 12:17 AM

I’m sure many of you have read, seen or heard about Angelina Jolie having a double mastectomy when she found she carried the gene that made her 87 percent more likely (than someone who doesn’t) to get breast cancer and 50 percent more likely to get ovarian cancer.

In an article in time magazine, Jolie’s doctor said she has trimmed the frightening 87 percent down to just 5 percent with her bold proactive strike against a disease that has affected too many women and even men.

The 2009 Vanity Fair “Most Beautiful Woman in the World” revealed her decision in an op-ed in the New York Times. She explained her treatment decision: “Once I knew that this was my reality, I decided to be proactive and minimize the risk as much as I could. … “I hope that other women can benefit from my experience. Cancer is still a word that strikes fear in people’s hearts.”

Last Updated on Saturday, June 22, 2013 12:20 AM
Thanks, Dad PDF Print
Saturday, June 15, 2013 12:48 AM

Happy Fathers Day to all you dads out there. Enjoy your special day!

I would like to add to “What I learned from my father” on page 3.

Many of you knew my father. He was no-nonsense, very practical and a former Marine. The latter explains a lot. He expected what he asked to be done, no questions asked. He said it, you did it (or made it look like you were).

Does it ever end? I think not PDF Print
Friday, June 07, 2013 11:40 PM

And so it begins.

The flowers are blooming, the shrubs need trimmed, the weeds are ever present.

Summer is here! I know not officially, but who looks at a calendar for these things.

All I know is that I can’t seem to get caught up. When I’m inside, I see all the stuff that needs done outside and vice versa.

Laundry is piling up. Thankfully, most of it is clean and just needs put away. Don’t look in the corners and in some cases, anywhere, because you will find dust, dirt and even some cobwebs. But if you’re coming to see me, you don’t really look at that stuff do you?

I am looking forward to finishing up the “spring cleaning” on the landscaped island in the back yard. Once that’s done, I can trim those mean, nasty bushes with the sharp-as-needles thorns and get that all cleaned up. I will feel so much better and when I look out the back window. I won’t have to turn away and pretend I don’t see it. (I’ve gotten really good at that much to my husband’s dismay.)

Maybe I’ll clean out that closet that has been calling my name. Oops. There I go again. Never happy with what I’m doing.

I don’t know how you guys feel about cleaning house but I find it a little depressing. I get everything done and then I turn around and someone has left their toys out (You know who you are!) and the once-clean kitchen counter is now cluttered with dirty glasses, etc. Who left that there? Couldn’t you see that it was all nice and clean? Don’t you see the dishwasher just to the left? Smh (shaking my head).

I’m just as guilty. I do a drop and run by the sink a lot. I prefer to clean up while I’m cooking. Then, when you’re done, you have those dishes. A vicious cycle I tell you.

Then you get to do it all again — and again and again. Seems a bit silly to me. What’s the point. You get it all just so but it doesn’t stay that way. Does anyone believe you when you say, “I just cleaned that yesterday?” They look at it with a raised eyebrow and I can hear, “Sure you did,” even though it’s not said aloud.

My mother had a system. This got cleaned on this day, that got cleaned on that day. And, she stuck to it. Laundry day was Thursday and if you wanted it washed, it better find its way to the kitchen.

She cleaned and I cooked because we both equally despised the other’s job. It worked out well.

Well, she abandoned me and left with this big house to clean all by myself. (This is not a guilt trip, mom. Really.)

However, how things work out is that she is now cooking where she lives, the one thing she relegated to me.

So, it’s Saturday morning and I have a long list of things I’d like to get done. Of course, I’ve made it in my head so there is no evidence if something doesn’t get done. Smart, right? Heh, heh.

The one flaw with that theory is that all you have to do is look at it and ya know it didn’t get done. However, I can just say it wasn’t on my list this week.


Summer vacation a fond memory PDF Print
Saturday, June 01, 2013 12:12 AM

Ah. Summer vacation.

Staying up late. Sleeping in. Hangin’ out with friends. Just doin’ nothin’.

The 25th hour PDF Print
Saturday, May 18, 2013 12:46 AM

My headline this week may be a bit misleading to some. I don’t want an hour to myself for meditation, relaxation, to read or live vicariously through others on Facebook. I don’t want an hour to take a skin-shriveling bath or work a word puzzle.


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