Last night, Pete took me out for dinner! We went to Eko's. I had never been there before, and boy, was IT good! We were given complimentary drinks, because Pete is friends with the head chef. I had a strawberry margarita. Notice my french manicure??? Pete LOVES it when I get a french manicure! Funny guy!

Pete had a Baily's and coffee....As well a HUGE plate of yummy rice etc. I had the cajun chicken wrap!!!!! YUMMY

I ordered season 1 of Miami Vice for Pete, from Amazon.com Pete and I LOVE the old 80's shows. Watching MV reminds me of how awful the 80's hair, clothing, and dance moves were! LOL! We've been watching the dvd's and laughing our heads off at the lame synthesizer music, and tacky fight moves! LOL!!! Pete was also able to get the 1st season of McGyver, from a garage sale! Next up? I am hoping to buy Pete, the 1st season of Magnum P.I. What are your your favorite 80's shows?

Pete and I have been able to spend some amazing time together as a couple, the last few days, as we prepare for this new chapter in our lives. My dear friend (K), prayed a prayer for us yesterday, asking God to use this time in our lives to bring us closer as a couple, and He sure has! We laugh together, cry together, pray together...We would not be able to be going through all these crazy emotions, without God. I'm really not too sure how folks who are non-believers, do it. Pete and I are leaning on God, daily, actually, most times it's hourly. We are both nervous and scared, as well as uncertain, but we know that God never gives us more than we can handle. Pete does not show his emotions very often, and there are only a handful of times, that I have witnessed him being sad or scared, which leads me to....www.cancerhasitsprivileges.blogspot.com

Notice anything wrong with this picture? Look at the tire, and what side of the curb it's on.....hmmmm...did someone accidentally drive OVER the abutment???

In true fashion, Kirsten (her friend), and I, had an "adventure" tonight. We were leaving IHOP and Kirsten pulled forward, not realizing that here was an abutment right in front of us. Her car became stuck. I was so proud of her. I would have burst into tears, with anxiety. She handled it like a pro. She put it in reverse and we tried to push the car while Kirsten laid on the gas. It wouldn't budge. So we called her hubby, and a few other strong men, but... This was our pot smoking, knight in shinning jeep, who rocked Kirsten's car free from the abutment! He was a total stranger, who drove by and saw our situation. He pulled into the IHOP parking lot and helped us. After a big hug from Kirsten, he drove off into the sunset!Can't wait for our next adventure, Kirsten! LOL!

In order to prepare for this

and this, next week, I did

This!

I've been sleeping on it, so it doesn't look that great, it looked better before the nap! LOL! I had my hairdresser cut off 6 inches! It's going to thin/fall out in September, so I figured I'd save myself the shock! LOL! Pete says it's cute! So, if you are not on Facebook and have not already heard, next week I start on Interferon. It's a chemotherapy drug with harsh flu like symptoms for the first month. I'm talking chills, fever, aching bones, nausea, chattering teeth. I was on this chemo for a month, once before, but this time I have morphine, ahhhhhh......magical morphine, to help with the side effects. I will be on both hydrea and morphine at the same time. My cancer doctor will be SLOWLY weaning me off the hydrea, and SLOWLY increasing the interferon. I WAS facing a once month hospital stay in September, so she could monitor myself and the side effects, but since Pete has agreed to learn how to do my injections, I can avoid the hospital stay! YAY! So feel free to keep us in your prayers :)

www.cancerhasitsprivileges.blogspot.com

Today has NOT been a good day, well, I should say, the last FEW days have not been good in the pain and nausea department. Today took the cake. I was in Walmart and bought a few cleaning supplies. I was already feeling really nauseated, but as I left the self serve check out, I got a whiff of Mc Donalds, and well, let's just say I DIDN'T make it to the bathroom! The sad thing is, I wasn't embarrassed, and I didn't even care. Some employees came over to "help me", but I just got up, told them I was sorry for the mess, and walked towards the door. One of the greeters walked me to my car, to make sure I was ok, and asked if she should call someone to drive me home. I told her I was ok to drive and that I only live 5 minutes away. I actually had to go pick Pete up from work, so off I went to THW. Of course he noticed right away that something was wrong, cuz the poor guy greeted me with a kiss!!! I tried really hard to turn my head, but he got my mouth. I don't think I've EVER seen his face look so disgusted? before. I this nausea is REALLY bad, because neither Gravol OR my "special magic pills" are working on it. Oh well, another fun day with cancer...never a dull moment.

I LOVE Cindy! She makes me laugh, and is SUCH an awesome friend! Yesterday evening we both needed to get out of the house, so we decided to take some late dinner to Mill Lake for a picnic. While we were there, actually just before we were about to leave, Cindy wanted to have a smoke. Neither of us had a lighter on us, so Cindy decided to ask someone who was smoking, for a light. Well, I saw these guys "a mile away." How could you NOT "notice" them, but apparently, Cindy didn't "notice" them...LOL! As we were walking to the parking lot, there were these two young guys, dressed kinda gangster, and leaning on a white Navigator with blacked out windows. One guy, was smoking a joint, which you could ALSO smell "a mile away." So, before I know what's going on, Cindy approaches the pot smoker, and asks for a light! I was freaking out on the inside. So, he lends her his lighter, and off we go. As we are walking away, I start freaking out. Cindy's like "what"? I'm like , did you NOT see what he was smoking, what they were driving, what they were DOING? LOL! Obviously drug dealers or something. So, Cindy takes a closer look, and it FINALLY clicks in...LOL! Let's just say, we left Mill Lake pretty quickly! LOL! I love ya Cindy!!! LOL!

So a few posts back, I had written that I was thinking of shutting down my blog if I didn't start getting comments on my posts. I also mentioned the reason WHY I felt this way, which is that it takes a lot of energy to keep up the blog, since I am feeling sick most of the time. I got a personal email from one of my now former readers, and this is an excerpt from that email: "After your post where you ranted about people not commenting I decided that I would not read your blog anymore. I just don't like that kind of pressure." Are you kidding me??? Pressure? Here's some daily pressure for you...trying to make it to the bathroom on time, to throw up from chemo, in the toilet and not on the bedroom carpet, or how about the pressure of keeping up a household, when you can hardly get out of bed and dressed for the day, some days, or how about the pressure of having so much pain going thru your body, all you can do is cry in your bed, while praying and asking God to just come and take you? Well, the LAST thing I want to do, is put pressure on my readers! Good grief!!! You know, when I read other people's blogs, I leave comments, to let them know I was there, my thoughts on their post, just to say hi, or whatever. I'm not going to use having cancer as an excuse to be a bitch, however, I DO have cancer and feel like crap most of the time, which makes me bitchy sometimes. I'm sorry if that offends people. This is my blog/life, take it or leave it, read or don't read my blog. Anyhow, I just had to get this out, since it really bothered me to get that email.

Today I had the privilege of attending the memorial service, of one of my former group home clients, QB. As I sat there and listened about his life and the people he impacted during his 59 years here on earth, it made me start thinking about my own life, and the people I may or may not have affected during my time here on earth. They had an open mike at the service, and out of 50+ people, only 3 people got up to say something about QB. That was kind of sad to me. I started thinking about who, if anyone, would get up at my memorial service, and what they might say, and that thought really frightened me. I know I've made a few friends, MANY acquaintances, and LOTS of enemies, so that in itself is a scary mix for an open mike. My cousin once told me of a funeral service he went to for one of his clients (he works in finance). He said that the guy who passed away, left a note to be read at his funeral, and it went something like this; "Some of you here are friends and are here to pay your respects, some of you are just here for the free buffet after the service, and some of you here, are people who hated me in life, and are just here to make sure I'm actually dead." He goes on to make some "confessions" such as "Bob, you remember that time 50.00 went missing from your wallet?, Ya, that was me, I took it." He also made some funny confessions. It really irks me when people always have something nice to say when you are dead, even if they hated you when you were alive. You know what I'm talking about. I think we've all been to funerals or memorials, where people get up to the mike and say what they think the family wants to hear. Personally, I've made a "guest list" for my funeral, and if you ain't on it, you ain't getting in...LOL! It's my last ditch attempt at control, from the grave...LOL! But seriously, I encourage you to think about what people will remember you by, once you are gone. What would you want them to get up and say about you?

So, we've pretty much been hiding inside, the last few HOT days..LOL! We have had the a/c cranked, and have stocked the freezers with cold, yummy treats to snack on. Neither Pete or I, are sun people. At the risk of being booed, I'm actually looking forward to the showers this weekend :) How are you all beating the heat?

Just wanted to let you know I'll be shutting down our blog, if I don't start getting any comments on my posts. I'm really sick most of the time, and it's a real effort to keep the blog going. I do it, to keep people up to date with what's going on with us, but apparently, we're not that interesting.....I know people read my blog on a daily basis, and the same people check back several times a day. Why not stop being a lurker, and leave a comment, since I know who you are anyways? Or, I could just call you out, on my blog....hey, now there's an idea..... ;)

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I found this amusing blog, while bored! LOL!

Yesterday, Pete and I went to the Old Time Drags, in Mission. It was loud, and fun! We spent the entire time in the beer gardens, under the umbrella's.

The races were totally amazing!
Mandy and Hugh...couples that tattoo together, stay together?? LOL! They are an awesome couple.
Pete and Mat. I've known Mat since we were kids, and it's so awesome that Pete and Mat are friends...I'm friends with Mat's wife as well, and we all get together from time to time :)

Dave, Pete and Mat, all involved in a debate about some sort of car issue...LOL!

There were so many different kinds of cars racing yesterday.

Yesterday, one of my former group home clients, QB, passed away. QB was autistic, and very challenging to work with. Having said that, he could also have his moments of love, and come up to you and hug you. One of his "behaviours" was throwing dishes, any dishes, just to hear the sound of something breaking; it gave him much joy. I think one of my favorite memories of QB, was one night when I was working night shift. His room at the time, was on the second floor of the group home. He decided to (at 2am) NOT sleep, but rather, throw his clothes from that day, off the balcony. I can't remember who I was working with, but we asked him to please go outside, and pick up his clothes. So, not one to wear a robe or anything, he marched outside in the buff, and picked up his clothes. He thought this was so amusing, So, over the balcony the clothes kept going, and so did QB, in the buff, over and over again, to pick them up off the cement! LOL! I was informed on Wednesday, that QB was in the hospital, in a coma and that if I wanted to say good-bye, I should come right away to do so, since they were not giving him much time. I went around dinner time on Wednesday, and it was difficult to see him all hooked up to breathing equipment and such. He look very calm and peaceful, not the QB that I had known before. I held his hand and talked to him a bit. I told him that I was sorry for all the times that I had not been patient with him, and hoped he could somehow find it in his heart to forgive me. I have no idea if he actually heard me or not....I guess I'll find out when I get to Heaven. I'm looking forward to seeing him whole again :) Rest in peace, QB..........