Thursday, July 12, 2018

The Worst Words You'll Ever Hear...

You would think that hearing the words, " You have cancer", would be the worst thing you could ever hear...
But you would be wrong...
Very wrong.

How do I know this, you may ask.

I know because 1 year and and 68 days ago the doctor told us that my husband, HeMan Hubby, my personal SuperHero had lung cancer.

The very next words were very positive and reassuring that this was treatable, even curable.
I mean, a 50 year old man with one small tumor in the bottom of his lung and no other health issues was the ideal candidate for cancer, if there is such a thing.

Treatments could be aggressive, because, hey, his body was SuperHero healthy, except for the pesky little cancer thing.

And, with the new immunotherapy regimens, and the newer DNA- targeted chemo drugs, 95-98% of lung cancer patients are, if not cured, then put into a state of cancer inactivity...
a dormancy, if you like, that meant HeMan Hubby had a projected outcome of 15 or 20 more years..
possibly even longer with the new treatments and screenings coming out every year.

Image result for John hopkins kimmel centerSo, we sat in the office of the cancer doctor and learned about the newest treatment protocol trials about to start.

We heard how HeMan Hubby was an ideal patient because his cancer was not advanced and he was so young and healthy and that the 2 immunotherapy drugs on their own had 75-95% cure rates so...
when given together the rate could only be improved upon...

The wonderful cancer doc then asked if HeMan Hubby would be interested in this trial...

HeMan Hubby, in perfect SuperHero form, responded...
" Well, I gotta get some sort of treatment, right? And this trial may help find a way to cure more people, right?... so, what's there to think about, sign me up."

And that people, as they say, was that.

The doc went over the how's and when's and why's and where's of the treatment plan...
then he sat back and in his lovely Irish accent asked if HeMan Hubby had any questions for him...

And well, you KNOW he did...

"1- So Game of Thrones starts July 16th... and my treatments on July 13th... will I be feeling well enough to be able to watch the season premier?"
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Ok... Cancer Doc, did I mention he is Irish? - was a bit taken aback by this very non-clinical question...
and not knowing HeMan Hubby's sense of humor, answered very seriously...
"Yes, you may be a bit fatigued, but you should be feeling well enough for television"

Cancer Doc then says...
"Ah, you had 2 questions?"

Then, he leaned forward, elbows on his knees, a very serious look on his face, hands steepled together in a very doctorly manner, and looked HeMan Hubby in the eye...

And then question #2...
"So, after the trial... Ummm, what super power will I have? Because I'm thinking I want to be Deadpool... "

At this the doc sat back in his chair, looked to the Research Nurse, the Lovely Ms. S, and shook his head ever so slightly, with a more than slight look of bewilderment on his face.

But, never fear ,the Lovely Ms. S took control and with a smile said...

"Unfortunately, none...
these are not new drugs being used in the trial, but rather drugs currently being used that successfully treat your kind of cancer...
the trial is basically seeing how they do when used concurrently, er, together...
And, sadly, no one to date has reported any Super Hero powers from the use of either of these drugs, but , hey... ?"

And that is how we began our journey into the world of cancer.

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Wednesday, March 8, 2017

A Midlife Crisis... or a LIFE Crisis?

I have been away from my blogging for far too long.
Not that I think anyone aside from myself actually reads it but...

I have been dealing with STUFF for 3 nearly years now that has brought me to a place in my life where...

I feel like I have no direction.
Or purpose.
Or.... well, I don't know what.

In a man of a certain age this feeling of being at loose ends would be called a 'Midlife Crisis'.

In a woman of this same certain age it is called... what?

My children are grown.
Some not quite all the way, like SIX who is a college freshman, still need me.
Others, like BratChild, believe that they are grown enough to live their own lives, and those lives do not really have room for me any more.

I had a job that I loved.
Then I couldn't do it any more.

I ended up in a position that I did not seek out and I thought I was doing a good job of it but...
suddenly I guess I wasn't.

I worked hard to get back my strength and the ability to do the things my job required so that I could resume doing what I loved.

So, back to my "REAL" job...
and then...
that was gone... again.

I watch TV and get great ideas for crafts and home improvements.
I read book after book... love those freebies on Kobo and Kindle...
and think about the book I will write.

I surf the net looking for a job...
I did freelance SEO content writing for several years so I thought I would look there...
If I do not know what the abbreviations and slang words mean...
I would guess that means I am no longer in that loop, right?

I think of things I would like to do with my life.
I think of things that I am passionate about.
I think of what I have to offer to others living their lives in turmoil and uncertainty and...

I sit, rooted to one spot...
Day after day...
Wondering how to make my LIFE CRISIS go away...
How to turn it into something positive that others will benefit from...
That I will be proud of...
That will give me a sense of purpose and satisfaction.

I have ideas.
But no idea how to make them work.
I had dreams...
and now... not so much.

My LIFE CRISIS is because I have forgotten how to dream...
how to have dreams for myself.

Yes, a man of a certain age goes out and gets a younger woman, a sexy car, a new wardrobe...
It's expected.
They have earned it they would say.

A woman gets grey hair, wrinkles and worry lines...
Sleepless nights wondering if her children are safe and happy...
Jobs are not readily available...
No one seems to want to listen to what they have learned over the years...
They are Old.
They are Obsolete.
They are made to feel as if their lives do not matter.

Forget the Midlife and focus on the LIFE...
Living each day as if what you do matters...
Taking the bad and making something good from it...

Those are my goals.
Not sure how to make them happen...
YET.

I am a work in progress and this Life Crisis is but one more in the long stream of them through the years...
I'll figure it out... I always do.

But seriously...
Sometimes I think it would be so much easier to be a man right about now.

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Election Day... otherwise known as a day off school

Election Day... the Primaries

Here in Maryland for Primary elections you can only vote for the candidate for your own party.

And this is where it gets tricky.

My husband and I are not of the same party.

I do not care for my candidates...
and he does not care for his candidates.

So...yeah... to vote or not to vote???

But... the good news is that today is a no school day for public schools.
And this is good news how, you may be asking yourself...

It is great news because it means that I did not have to get up at 0-dark-thirty to wake anyone else up so they could get to school on time.

Yay Me!
I slept all the way until 7am...
Then I got to spend the morning with our new grand daughter...
McCutie
while her mom, BratChild, went to her college classes.

Yes- it was Election Day...
But more importantly it was...
GET TO SLEEP IN FOR JUST A LITTLE BIT DAY!

Hope you enjoyed yours...

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Happy Veteran's Day... What?




Veteran's Day.                                                           Soldiers Tribute to the Troops- Coming Home
November 11th.                                                                    

The day to remember those who have fought so that the rest of us could go shopping?

Alrighty Then.... time to set the record straight!                                                                                
That is not what they gave their all for...
But sometimes that's exactly what it feels like.

Does no one care that to reduce Veteran's Day and Memorial Day and even September 11th to BIG SALE DAYS is to reduce the importance of what those who are to be honored really did?

So...
For all those Veterans that are currently living ...
WoundedWarriorProject.org -- Beautiful- Eminem
Those with families who await word from them while they are deployed...
Those who are working right along side the rest of us and never even tell us that they are Veterans...
Those who are homeless and only want someone to care enough to give them shelter...
Those who are injured and fighting harder to become the men and women they were before than they ever did on a battle field... whether those injuries are visible or not...

Those from WWI and II and Korea and Viet Nam and Concorde and Gettysburg and Mogadishu and Tikrit and all those places we simple Americans do not even know about....
This post is for them all...
The living and the dead.

                                                                                               A Soldiers Memoir- by Joe Bachman
                                                                                                 

Image result for a soldier's memoir joe bachmanThe links are found easily on Facebook and YouTube...

The sentiments are completely and honestly how I feel...

Enjoy them... Cry, laugh, be outraged, be compassionate...

But most of all remember that without all of these BRAVE and SELFLESS people from the beginning of America until NOW...
Without them there would be no America ...
Or at least not an America worth fighting for.

More Video Tributes:
Fallen Soldier Tribute -- See You Again - WhizKhalifa
8th November 1965... Tribute to 173rd Airborne
US Military Tribute -- Far Away -Nickelback
A Tribute to Chris Kyle
Soldiers Light by Rylee Preston
US Marine David Thibodeaux

Last but not least and MY FAVORITE:
Some Gave All -- Billy Ray Cyrus



SUNSET TAPS

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Here is the link to a post I did several years ago about the 
History of Veteran's Day

To All the Veteran's in my life... THANK YOU.... AND GOD BLESS YOU

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Once Upon A Time... or something like that

Once upon a time...

What seems like a long, long time ago....

A girl decided to put pen to paper ( well, actually words on a blog)
in an attempt to figure out exactly her purpose in life actually is...

And thus, Dawneing, the blog was born.

Somewhere along the way Color me Thin-
A blog about that girl's attempts to lose weight came into existence.

And then, along came Color me Crafting...
yet another blog. This one with crafting and homemaking ideas---
think Martha Stewart without the TV studio and people to do the actual farming and cooking and organizing for her...

As with all of her endeavors, she had high hopes of creating something...
that someone...
somewhere...

Just might find entertaining,
or perhaps, enlightening,
or maybe even worth visiting more than once.

But, as with most good intentions...
LIFE got in the way.

So, once again, she finds herself at a place in her life that is not quite what she had thought it would be.
Not going according to plan, as it were.
Not that there was ever really a plan at all.
Just a sort of take each day as it comes and hope for the best kind of thing.

And the best?
Well, it doesn't just happen now, does it?
The best is something one must work at,
like a marriage or a job, to get what they want.

Once upon a time....
There was a girl who wanted to figure out where she fit in the grand scheme of things...

And apparently, she still is.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Yummy recipe ... Chicken Taco sans shell


I was combing through the cupboards in an attempt to find something that the kids would eat that was easy, quick and somewhat nutritious...

because I do want TheBusyFamily to live long, healthy and productive lives and hope that some of what they are learning here in TheBusyFamilyHome will follow them when they finally leave,,,

They will all leave, eventually, right?

And what I found was...
frozen grilled chicken strips
a can of tomatoes and green chiles
a can of black beans
some taco seasoning
some tortilla chips
and some cheddar cheese

So I made Chicken Taco Bowls ...


Place the chicken strips, the can of tomatoes & green chiles the can of black beans...               add a little taco seasoning...( or a lot :)
 Bring to a boil, stirring constantly, for about 8 minutes, then reduce heat and cover...
Simmer until sauce has thickened ...

 put a handful of tortilla chips in a bowl
                 spoon chicken mixture over chips and              sprinkle with shredded cheddar cheese




Top with cherry tomatoes and a little plain greek yogurt if you'd like and Voila'...


Super yummy and even the kids liked it!

Friday, January 16, 2015

Trending Now... winter is cold?

I find it funny...
in the odd kind of way...
that suddenly there is an awareness of the short-comings in the wardrobes of teens across America.

Why?

Because contrary to the belief of the moms who are complaining because their kids are heading out the door in freezing temperatures wearing shorts...
This phenomenon IS NOT NEW!

Hey, I just turned 49 the other day and...
you guessed it...

I did not wear a coat to school.
Okay, I did wear pants...
or skirts if the mood struck, but...

Many of the kids I went to school with never wore coats...
and they lived in shorts and a sweat shirt
 (sorry hoodies were not yet 'IN')

My own son, ManBoy, who is 25, wore shorts all the time...
Actually, although he no longer lives at home...
I am pretty darn sure he still wears shorts 99% of the time.

And SIX?
He is 16 now and shorts are definitely the dress code of choice for him and his friends...
no matter what the weather.

So why are all of these mom bloggers and TV hosts suddenly up in arms about the lack of leg covering on kids today?

Perhaps it is because they are now the parent...
Not the child...
and not only have they forgotten that they too, most likely...
dressed just as foolishly in their youth...
and how perplexed and down-right angry their parents were too.

Me?

It's just clothes and really...
If the kids aren't cold...
If they refuse to acknowledge the cold...
If they get frost bite...

Well, it's their choice to make...
And I will get them medical attention...

Right after I tell them...

"I Told You So"