Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

After I see a movie, I've gotten into the habit of going to You T ube for interviews with the cast and behind-the-scenes videos that may be posted there. I thought I'd   share a few fun comments I saw on some of the interviews/videos that I've loo ked at recently : On Jason Statham (Transporter 1,2, 3; Safe, Crank 1,2 3) Why does Jason Statham need a bodyguard? (And if you don't know why that is funny, check this out Jason Statham-Transporter3 Fight Scene . If that does not convince you, you can also see this Jason Statham-Transporter3 Fight Scene . Did I mention he manages to strip in his fight scenes?) On an interview with Tom Hiddleston and Robert Downey Jr . (The Avengers) I think they're trying to see who can outflirt who. The bastards, causing ovary explosions and nosebleeds all up in this youtube. About Alex Clare ( Too Close ) His voice alone could kick chuck norris' ass in a fight. I freely admit to my You T ube addiction!

I had read  a blog post by someone on one of the cancer blogs I follow who described the, "Now what?" much more eloquently than I could. I've been trying to find it, but can't, unfortunately. In it she described the time when the initial fuss is over  - the shock of the diagnosis, there is no chemo, no radiation, no surgery to speak of. But at the same time, as a survivor, it is still very much in the forefront of your mind, and you are still living with the effects of cancer and the treatment. While not whining or complaining, she accurately described how I feel, which is, even though I may not be in active treatment, I am still living with cancer. And how has that changed me? I find myself behaving a bit differently than I used to - I wear more makeup now, and nice clothes. I don't dress down as often as I used to - for some reason it is important I look good. Must be my way of saying, " You take that cancer!" I don't know if my brain chemistr

Today is my mother's birthday - or it would have been if she was still alive. She died 10 years ago this year of breast cancer - that seems like such a long, long time. I thought I'd remember her through some pictures - one  for each year she's been gone. And I'll share the link to my best remembrance of her: Khabi Khabie Mere Dil Mein I don't have many pictures of my mom and me, but these are just a couple I found (graduation pictures)  I love the picture of my mom and the flowers, so I am repeating this picture. I am glad she was able to travel a bit before she died - on the left, here she is at the Eiffel Tower and below, Madame Tussaud's in London. I love you Mo.

My husband's book shelf - all non-fiction, and I didn't even include the economic treatises he favours.  And then there's my bookshelf