HIJACK THIS THREAD!

Loved your poem and love your outlook on life.

I also feel the need to have time for me and to do the things that I want to do....

 People ask me quite frequently

why I do such thing, my anser is always ...

because I can and because I WANT to...

I'm still looking for a place to bungee jump,

as I've most of the rest, these ol' knees of mine give me fits at time but I really haven't let my health stop the things that are most important to me  

like hiking with my grandson and just living life to the max,,,,

always did even before BC

Take care and enjoy your lunch

Made a big batch of collards and black eyed peas, cornbread and baked a ham.... 

AND BOY OH BOY ARE THEY WORKING....

Will have a surprise in bed for the hubby later when he joins me,

maybe I'll pull the covers over his head (EVIL GRIN)

My college team plays on the 7th LSU vs OHIO

My pro team is San Diego and New Orleans Saints

evilelf is truly an evil elf! ROFL!

Good morning ladies...it's 7:41am as I start writing...lots has been going on since I last posted.



Vera,

I haven't seen you on this thread...welcome...and thank you for your compliments regarding my poem and outlook on life. You, girl, are an amazing role model for those around you-especially your grandson, and now all of us. Bungy Jumping...AHHHHH...although I did do something that I think qualifies for bungy jumping at Six Flaggs Marine World with my dh and a student-we were helping chaparone our school band's field trip. Anyway, they fitted us with jump suits then harnessed us in tight. They lifted us up still standing, and then we were told to lean forward holding onto the bar infront of us as the platform dropped away from our feet....now we were horizontal. We were pulled back like a sling shot and then set free....may I say...OMG...scared the begeebies out of me, but after the fifth or sixth pass overhead, I opened my eyes and said, "OK, that wasn't too bad." We did a couple more passes over head and then were brought back down to Earth. Does that count? I'm hoping so 'cause I don't plan on doing that ever again...crossed that off my list. Loved your "suprise" for the hubby after New Year's supper. LOL. Who knew collard greens, black eyed peas, ham and cornbread were such a lethal combination-not being from the South, I know nothing about this phenomenon.

So, is all the heavy wind reported in the Southern states really everyone just letting it rip? HeeHeeHee



Doris-Yet another yummy sounding recipe...maybe we need to all consider a recipe book divided into Before, During, and After BC. We have tried, or will try, these and can report the positive SE's...then proceeds can go to bc.org's treatment and cure research. Just a thought...afterall, we're the ones in the trenches, so we should certainly know from first hand experience what recipe's work for us. We can have vegetarian recipes/alternatives to recipes, too (Miss Marin).



Annie-WHOOHOO, for quiting cold turkey!!!!! My father did that years and years ago when he was singing with a folk group-Saturdays Children and The Cumberland Three. His doctor told him he had only two choices- smoke or sing. That did it. He quit that day as singing was his passion. Too bad my mom never quit smoking. She smoked until she could no longer smoke. I can't stand the smell of cigarette smoke...



....but Marin, I totally understand your fond memories when you smell your brand of cigarette. You aren't crazy at all. Smell is a very powerful memory trigger. And, I like the word Aspirations instead of resolutions...it sounds like a lot less work than a resolution...more spiritual and more worthy of our attention. Speaking of aspiring to meet men that aren't jerks...was your 'lovely date' with someone who may not be a jerk, or does "lovely" mean 'nice guy, just not my type'?



Dear Always Hope,

One glass, 8 oz, of water each hour-the goal-will certainly stretch your bladder to its limits...and the chance of a major flood is likely until your poor bladder adjusts itself...so stay close to WC Island-not nearly as fun or beautiful as Fantasy Island, but more functional-until the swells calm. -Your Diary

PS I hope all goes well at work today, and that you have easy access to a potty.



RavDeb-OK, I'm feeling a bit foolish, here...we must have posted at the same time...and here I come to find out you live in Isreal...and I'm praising your world travels to Isreal and Egypt...can you see the crimson of my embarrassment...it should arrive at sunset. Of course, I could still be right about you being a world traveler, couldn't I?



Juanita-Good for you! "Whatever" said within after a deep cleansing breath will do wonders for keeping you centered and focused on what really matters-YOU and taking care of yourself.



Sheri-Glad the soup turned out even though you had to make do with what you had (wrong gravy mix and no cheese). I didn't know about all these special foods for the New Years' meal either...so it looks like it's you, me, and Annie braving the new year without the benefits...if you call flatulence a benefit LOL... of black eyed peas. We normally have homemade Navy Bean soup...no flatulence required...at least I don't seem to have that issue with Navy beans.



As usual, it's been fun reading all of your posts. Take care one and all....have a great day.



Your SIS(Sister In Survival)

Kimberly

I'm not origially from the south, grew up in San Diego Ca but my pops moved to the Mississippi gulf coast in my teens and learned to cook the way the southerners do..

Met my hubby throught a personal ad (before computers)

Got married in a haunted Cemetery in northern Calif 10 min after the bewitching hour on Halloween...

OK, so I got as far as the shower...and a poem formed as I gazed upon my body in the mirror, so I had to honor its existence.





1/2/08



Ode to My Body



The dictionary states

the whole

is the sum of ALL of its

p a r t s.

I do not think I should be able to argue with that,

for that is true,

isn’t it?

However,

I want to argue!

Does that hold true for humans,

more specifically

for me?

If parts are removed, then

does it follow,

I am not whole?



Others have argued

the whole

is GREATER than

the sum of its

p a r t s,

and as I look at myself…

my physical vessel…

newly battle scarred

and looking

nothing

like its former self did

just twenty-eight days ago,

I want to kiss whomever said that,

for I wholeheartedly agree.



Two…

horizontal scars

run across each mound

of discolored flesh from underarm to sternum.

Signs of previous biopsies,

and each suture still visible,

yet, not there, dissolved,

are stretched tightly over

expanders,

that have yet to reach

their potential glory,

meant to begin the reconstruction

of my formally lethal breasts.



Beneath each mound,

close to the rib cage,

and off slightly to the side,

though not exactly in the same spot,

(symmetry isn’t the goal)

lie small scars still struggling to heal,

where long tubes once

drained lymph and other fluids

needing to escape the trauma.



Just above where my right shoulder,

if moved forward

would crease,

is a thin diagonal incision,

where a port has been placed,

threaded into my blood stream,

easily felt

round and hard

just beneath the skin.



A port…

an interesting term,

for it denotes safety in a storm,

but I fear my storm has yet to begin...

its formation is lurking

in a ferocious mix of chemicals

to be fed into the mouth of this port

sending a man-made tornado into my body.



No,

my body looks

nothing

like it used to

just twenty-eight days ago,

and I rejoice in its abtract art-like visage,

and in its resilience,

for I now see

how much GREATER

I am

than the sum

of my parts.



Here's to all of you...battle scarred warrior princesses...

Your SIS (Sister In Survival)

Kimberly



Marin-Good for you being willing to educate this gentleman about his being kissing-challenged. You are doing him a great favor. Kissing is a huge thing to consider when choosing the right guy. Good luck with your cyber guy. Met my hubby online, and we will have been together for nine years this Jan 16th, and married for 6 years this coming June 16th.



Vera,

I so love that you and your hubby got married in a cemetary ( I adore cemeteries... so quiet, so much history, so full of life in a different way) on Halloween in No. CA. Are you still in No. CA?



Welcome Sheila, and what a great story on how you and your hubby met.



Really, I'm going to go take my walk, do my Christmas undecorating, and finish my Thank You cards.



Your SIS (Sister In Survival)

Kimberly

Where is this global warming I keep hearing about?  OMG I am freezing!

I wish we were supposed to be that warm, tonight we might go below zero!  Brrrrrr!