I'll bet the title of today's post got your attention. I may not actually be half naked (ohhh - - - that paints an ugly picture) but I certainly feel like it.
Wednesday night Lon and I went out of town to Bettendorf. Thursday morning, we went down for breakfast at the hotel, AND I DIDN'T WEAR ROSCHELLE (my wig, in case you have forgotten her name). OMG, was that an experience! Lon said I looked fine and to keep it off, but it truly felt like I was half naked. I have had "head coverage" for the last seven months so it does feel like something really important is missing when I don't have my hair helmet on!
Anyhoo, nobody appeared to look at me any stranger than when they do when I am wearing a wig. I admit that sometimes Roschelle gets a little windblown and has sprigs of artificial hair sticking out in ten different directions and I am unaware of it, 'cause you can't really feel your hair out of place like you can when it is real hair growing out of your head. At times like that, I realize that people will glance at me and then do a double-take, and then they seem to realize that it is fake hair. Whatever. Going without something that conceals the lack of locks is a whole new experience. It's not as though I am shiny bald-headed. The thick silvery-white cap of hair I have going is better than a lot of women get at this point. I should be very grateful, but I realize how much this cancer thingy has aged me with new fine lines and wrinkles on my face, and the short short hairdo that I am wearing.
Jenna picked up the Cancer Walk t-shirts and the goodie bags after work last night. Unfortunately, my Little Ma will be unable to go with us on Sunday. The plan was to push her in her wheelchair along the walk route, but it is going to be too chilly for her to be out and about at that time of the morning, and the last thing we want is for her to get sick!!! Dan called me last night and he and his fiancé will not be coming either. He has to work out of state, and won't be back in time to get here. Tammy has had bronchitis for the last week or so, and is not feeling up to doing much of anything. The sis-in-laws are all coming and some wonderful nieces and great nieces, as well. All three of my sisters are too far away to be able to come, or health reasons restrict them from participating, but they will be there in spirit.
NOTE: I had to look up the spelling for bronchitis, and when flipping through the dictionary, I spotted the words "bitch goddess" which is a noun, and means SUCCESS - material or worldly success. It just kinda struck me as funny and I thought I would share it with you. So if someone every calls you a Bitch Goddess, I guess it means you are successful at something - maybe being a bitch????
I got the cutest card from sister Karen and Ray-Ray, with a gift card for the Outback! She was thanking me for the stuff that I took care of when Dad was needing a care center and such. What a thoughtful thing to do, Karen, but you must realize that it was a GROUP EFFORT with everyone helping get Dad through what he had to get through. I remember you saying that if there was anything we needed, you would jump in the car and get yourself here to take care of business. Everyone did their part. So when you thank me, know that I feel the same way about you and the rest of the kids.
NOTE: It seems amazing that it has only been a little over five months since Dad passed, but so many things have gone on.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL (AND GOD BLESS YOU DAD AND MOM)