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Category Archives: Cancer Schmancer
The athletes are trained. The spectators have their cheers down pat. There isn’t a pink t-shirt left to be had in the Windy City. We’re ready… for the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer: Chicago! It happens this weekend, June 1-2. … Continue reading
The Disney classic Mary Poppins is one of my favorite movies. Here’s a great song from that movie: Just a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down, in the most delightful way. What a song! It’s light, it’s … Continue reading
When and if I ever get to see God, face-to-face, mano-a-mano, the first thing I’m going to ask Him is this: Why do bad things happen to good people? It was little over a month ago I went to Chicago … Continue reading
As any woman can tell you, nothing is more crucial for perky boobs than good support. Last weekend it seemed the whole city of Chicago turned out to provide that support – for breast cancer research.
According to Robert Fulghum, we learn everything we need to know in kindergarten. Not me. No offense to Mr. Fulghum, but I learned most everything I’ll need in life from Star Trek. Even about cancer. In the episode A Taste of … Continue reading
Having cancer is like having a “get out of jail free” card. My sister Lib and I were antiquing when we came upon a nifty, old copper-lined heat lamp. The way Lib tells it, SHE saw it first and called … Continue reading
I’m a peaceable woman. I abhor violence and am filled with the milk of human kindness. Yet, at this moment I am looking forward with all my being to witnessing an epic takedown; a beating so brutal it will be … Continue reading
File under: Truth is stranger than fiction. Last month I did a serious blog post about keeping my sister Lib company when she was in the hospital for a week. Another sister, Mary Kay, and I noticed a family who was also … Continue reading
I looked idly down at the night’s playbill, wondering who was up next. Special Surprise Contender it said. The club was dark and smoky. There was no action in the ring – it was between rounds. The low hum of … Continue reading