Yup, 2015 is here. Thank goodness.
I wonder how many of you really whooped it up last night. That was the good old days for us. Now, we stay home where it is warm and safe. I went to bed early and must have developed a terrific headache in my sleep, because I kept dreaming that I was feeling bad, and then I would wake up, and I really did feel bad. I was too sleepy to get up and take something for it. I had my second-to-last Herceptin treatment yesterday so that might have had something to do with it. When I got up this morning, I noticed that Lon must have had a small glass of Bailey's Irish Crème last night to celebrate. Aren't we the party animals? I know Jenna and Alec stayed home, and I haven't heard from Dan and Tammy, but I suspect the same.
Well, since I last posted, I got to see my friend Sandy R. and her granddaughter, Grace. Remember I got to see Grace last year when her mom and Sandy's daughter, Danielle, came to visit, and she is just as adorable as always. It was good to visit with Sandy, again, as always. I have pictures which I will attempt to put on this message. Also have to mention that she came bearing gifts . . . LOTS of gifts. I am so spoiled. We enjoyed this wonderful strawberry cream cheese bread she brought and then I opened the most beautiful box. Have you ever gotten a gift and didn't want to open it because it looked so pretty? This was a fantastic box with an amazing ribbon. Inside were a matching set of two big mugs and an embroidered tea towel, the best smelling candle ever with a really cool lid, and two bags of Barney's coffee. What a treat! But the final touch was . . . wait for it . . . the protective wrapping around all the items in the box was this fantastic laser-cut paper. I had never seen anything like it. Loved it!
I never make New Year's resolutions. What's the point? I have very little self control when it comes to stuff that I WOULD like to change, so I guess my new outlook is to let whatever happens, happen. I do want to work more on sorting stuff out of this house and get organized. I noticed this morning that I had a huge number of empty hangers hanging in my closet, so that is a good indication that I have gleaned out a good amount of clothes that don't fit or that I haven't worn in quite a while. One of my first jobs that needs to get done, is cleaning out my small storage room. As soon as I can places for stuff I store in there (vacuum cleaner, recycling tub, my household tool box, etc.) we are going to put in a new washer and dryer. I can't remember whether I have mentioned it before, but my current good old Maytag set is 38 years old!! It has worked so well for all these decades, but I noticed the other day that the little Downey Softener ball didn't open in the rinse cycle. I assume that it wasn't spinning fast enough to cause centrifugal force to open the little ball. That can't be good. I kinda dread getting a new fangled model, simply because it comes with an instruction booklet about an inch thick, and you pretty much have to have an electrical engineer's degree to figure out how to work the darn thing. Sigh.
I am personally enjoying the weather. Yes, I know that it is really cold, but I don't mind getting out and about if there is no snow or ice to muck through. When the sun is shining, it's really not too unpleasant. Anyway, it will be spring before we know it, and I will be out planting my SUNFLOWERS! Uh huh, that will be starting soon again. I don't think I will every give up my love of sunflowers, after this past year. But I want you all to know that my cancer predicament is almost l00 % behind me and I will be happy when I don't even think to mention anything about it.
I have tried to keep a bit of a humorous spin on this whole situation, but I have noticed from other ladies' cancer blogs (and there are a lot of them out there), that they rather reject my kind of writing. I totally understand. I was one of the lucky ones. I was diagnosed at Stage I and was able to jump on the treatment wagon immediately. Many of the blogs that I have read are about people who are now in Stage IV and the cancer has traveled to other organs, and they are definitely terminal. That would not be something to joke about or to write flip remarks. I understand. But humor was my way of spitting in the wind, my way of flipping off any bad juju that might have come near me, my way of keeping sane when something terrifying was happening. You would be surprised how much I think about all of you out there and hope and pray that it does not happen to you. The shocking news that something is going on with your body, makes you realize that it can definitely happen to any of us. Really. Crap.