Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

Ok, so Lucas has swim on Tuesday so I have to remember to pack his swim stuff. I hope he brings back his goggles - he always loses those things. And that's expensive. When does Liam have swim again? Ok, he has splash day in school, I have to remember to pack his stuff- he hates it when he is the only one who does not have his stuff. Oh yes, and he needs a towel, but Lucas doesn't. Let me see, so G has a dinner with a colleague this Wednesday, so I am in charge - ok, I think book club is the following Wednesday, so I am ok. I will send G an invitation to his work email, so he knows not to schedule anything at that time. I have to put Liam's annual checkup on the calendar and the sitter will have to take them to the dentist. She can do that after school next week. I have to remind her about that. Friday Liam has camp day, we have to get out the sleeping bag so he can take it to school, ok I'll put a note on the table so I don't forget. When is my cancer supp...

Yesterday was one year since my diagnosis. I've learnt many things about myself, my friends and my family and I continue to do so. What a year it has been and I am grateful to still be around to blog about it. The beginning

I've said in my book review of the Keys to the Kingdom series by Garth Nix, that the books are complex in my opinion, but I thought that perhaps I have not truly done the books justice. This is me remedying the situation and explaining myself more completely. Background:  The story is about a boy, Arthur, who is given a key by a mysterious stranger who appears to him just as he is about to die. Unbeknownst to Arthur, the situation has been manipulated by the first of seven parts of the will left by the mysterious Architect. The key gives Arthur strength and he becomes the Rightful Heir to the will and the keys. The will was separated into 7 different parts, each held by a trustee together with a key, but they did not honour the Architect's wishes. "The will must be done" Why are these books so complex? Well if that background wasn't enough to make your head spin, I'll try and clarify.  Part of it is my expectation of what the author will do to a charact...

But first a note about this post -  I've written it in Trini English. I was inspired by a colleague who heard me speaking to someone from Trinidad in the office one day, and said that he didn't know I had an accent. Well at least he didn't say that he didn't know I could speak a whole other language! But on to the post. So when ah firs' decide to get on Facebook, ah figah is only meh family ah go connect to. So ah was tinkin' dat it go be ah few people, no big deal. So ah join and ah start to keep in contac' wid meh mother's side ah de family. Well, ah see meh Dad's side too, so of course ah have to connec' to dem too. But den wat about meh friends? Ah cyah say no to dem neither. And den I see almost meh whole secondary school classmates - wuh ah go do eh? Ah ha to "fren" dem... So now, ah reach up to 93 frens and family. Ah have Mother side, daddy side, meh St. Louis friends, meh Trini friends and classmates, meh Austin friends,...

The kind that noone wants to sign up for, get selected for or  belong to The kind where the membership is for life The kind where the entry requirements are demanding The kind where the initiation rituals are brutal and impact you for the rest of your life The kind where you have our own language like NED and DCIS The kind where you can ask any question and get an answer, no matter how gross or intimate The kind  that is so exclusive that  non-members may not really understand what the fuss is about The kind where birthdays and anniversaries have extra special meaning The kind that has embraced the green smoothie like you wouldn't believe The kind that stands together

When I unveiled my new short 'do, some people made the comment that I reminded them of someone. So I thought I'd post something out there to get the ideas going. Now imagine me emerging from the surf, looking beautiful and knowing just how to use the knife at my hand. Not to mention getting ready for an exchange with Pierce Brosnan. It's quite flattering to have some people say that I resemble Halle Berry even if it is only for the hair! I am totally rocking that orange bikini! Perhaps I can pass as Rooney Mara? I am not sure my haircut is vicious enough, although I did try and enhance the look with the drawn-in nose and lip rings. I would not mind at all being compared to Audrey Hepburn - a very classy lady. But aside from the obvious differences,  I think my hair is a little too long now and definitely too curly. I would have put up the pictures of these ladies side-by-side with mine, but wasn't sure I could do that. Anyways, not sure this will help,...

But first a little background. My husband has a men's group that he meets with once a week and they are a fan of John Eldredge . They listen to the cd or podcast and discuss relationships, faith, etc. But they depend on my husband to provide the playing device. This is an email he sent out a short while ago: " Brothers, Many moons ago, in an age before touch screens, Jimmy Johns single-sandwich delivery, and bank bailouts, Jeff [boss]  gave me a tiny iPod as a birthday gift. It was a kinder, gentler time then.   I have enjoyed using my square little buddy nearly every day since then. But now it is time for that tiny indestructible purveyor of sound to live on to serve our Band of Brothers, so that we may hear the messages of John Eldredge on Tuesday mornings, whether I’m there or not (or late), and independent of Chris’s [friend] laptop being agreeable to playing a CD, or not. I will place the valiant little iPod into its white Bose cradle so that we may enjoy it toget...