Monday, November 30, 2009

Say yes to mammograms...


Okay, I know this is pink. I know it looks dumb on this blog, but, hey...we're talking about breasts here. Boobs. Jugs. Tatas. Other euph--I've forgotten how to spell that word--that are even less elegant. And we're talking about breast cancer. You know, that nasty disease represented by that ribbon over there?
We've got some "experts" saying don't bother with mammograms, don't examine yourself. I'd venture to say most of them have not buried their mothers or sisters or daughters. Most of them don't know and celebrate the survivors the way those of us do who knew and loved women who didn't survive.
There are some places to look at. One of them is Cheryl Reavis's blog. http://cherylreavis.blogspot.com/ Another is Kathleen Eagle's discussion on the http://ridingwiththetopdown.blogspot.com/ Look at these. Read up on survivors--see how many of them recommend you skip this year's mammogram.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving!

I hope you and yours are having a glorious day. I haven't been here to blog in forever and I'm sorry about that; I've also accepted that I'm never going to be very good at it. This is only one among many, many things I'm not good at, and I'm okay with that, too.

I'm on the wind-down on the story I'm working on. I've got about 20 pages or so, a chapter and some, and I'll be able to type "The End" and get started on one my favorite parts of writing: the rewrites. Where I go over the whole manuscript and tie up the loose ends (I have lots of those) and take out the unnecessary "thats" and "she saids." I make sure the secondary characters end the story with the same names they started it with and try to keep eye and hair colors consistent while I'm at it.

But first I have to write the last 20 pages, the moment of hopelessness (which I'm in the middle of; it lasts an hour or so in the book but takes me a week to write!), the "aha" moment. I have say goodbye to people I've come to know and love and I have to be convincing about it. It's hard. And I'm okay with it.

My kids are all grown up, and today we're not seeing any of them. It's kind of lonely with just the roommate and me and the cats. But everyone's healthy. I think they're all happy. So I'm okay with it.

I'm glad I didn't have to work today, sorry I'm working tomorrow. But I have a good job in a time when there aren't that many of them, and I like it more often than not, so...yeah, I'm okay with it.

I'll leave you with that, I think. You're a grownup so you know life isn't always wonderful or perfect or even happy, but if, most of the time, you're okay with it, well, you're ahead of the game.

Have a great day. In case I don't make it back--you know how I am--have a Merry Christmas, too.

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