Category Archives: Life stories

Before and After

Yesterday was my first abdominal CT scan since the tumor was removed in late September. The results were good: no sign of any tumors elsewhere.

Yay!

If you’d like to hear more about the scan, there’s more beneath the fold, including not-gross before and after pictures.

(the gross pic is here)

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Tumbleweeds

And not only because I have been so lazy about posting since my vacation.

NYC looks like this right now.

All of those Christmas trees need to go somewhere. This one is more my speed.

The tumbleweeds will be gone soon, including from my blog. I’ll be back soon. XO

 

You made me a woman, George Michael

In sixth grade, I wanted nothing more than to dance with a guy named Kevin to “Careless Whisper.”

I made it happen too.

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Eleven years old and small for my age, I didn’t show many signs of impending young womanhood yet.

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Where am I?

Less than an hour after I checked in, I got the email.

We see where you are departing tomorrow and hope that you had a wonderful stay here at _______! We realize you have many options when traveling and appreciate you choosing to stay with us.  We wanted to reach out to you and ensure that everything with your stay exceeded expectations.  On behalf of the staff, we wish you a safe trip home, and we hope to see you again sometime soon!

Soon after, the airline sent me an email suggesting I check in for tomorrow’s flight now.

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Where am I?

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My New Year’s plans involve a giant kiss off to 2016

I had just assumed that 2016 would end on one high note – the Bowery Collective‘s annual festivities. And I would have been perfectly content to do so. It’s a beautiful, fun gathering with amazing food and drink.

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But then, one of my friends from my July vacation asked “any interest in going back to Saint Martin for New Year’s?”

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Motorcycle jackets are over

I wanted a moto jacket for years. Black, leather, classic. So what if I’m not cool (anymore?) and don’t ride motorcycles.

I knew I was opposed to suede. And I didn’t want a color. Although I had a flirtation with a dark pink Haute Hippie one, because you know me and pink.

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The challenge? My long torso and a desire not to spend a gazillion dollars on another coat. I have a lot of coats.

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Summer of Suck 2.0: a sort of sequel

“So it was benign, right?”

“Well…it’s complicated”

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And so begins an awkward conversation with well-intentioned friends and colleagues. I know how to answer the question – sort of – but responding almost certainly requires me to veer into TMI territory. I am comfortable talking about what I have been through and what I face next. It helps me. But I am not a mind reader so I don’t always know how much people can handle or truly want to know.

If I have already told you too much, or if you were just being polite, I’m sorry…kind of. Not really.

I don’t know.

 

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