Hair Be Gone

I no longer live with teenwolf, Saturday was the big day, the Irishman was shaved clean for charity. This is his fifth year doing this for St Baldrick’s foundation; they raise money for research into curing cancers that effect children. A truly worthy cause if ever there was one.

He went in with a full head of hair, a whole head, face and all, by the end of it; he has none on his head, face and all. It is all gone and I really couldn’t be happier, it was getting pretty, well, hairy in here.

They took the people in groups of four; his group raised over a thousand dollars by themselves. He raised $300.00 just by himself, I paid to make sure the hair was all gone; one of his friends gave money for them to get his nose hairs. I was grateful for that as well.

I am proud of him for doing this, his beard might get disturbingly disgusting, but he does it to raise awareness for this great cause. By the end of his hairiness he does have people asking him when he is going to shave and it is an opening to tell them what he is doing and why. I do believe though, next year I will stay away from spaghetti when it gets close to the day. That was an interesting dinner to say the least.

I hope everyone has a great Monday, I am not feeling great, my ears are stuffed up, I am congested, my throat hurts and I am having a hard time talking. Should be an interesting day in a call center.


Last night Zumba about killed me, the instructor, Heather, was on fire, we even added some new steps. I was sweating like a pig, I don’t even know if pigs sweat, but I imagine if they do it was like I did last night. As you all know my workout partner is my friend Kay, I met her when I changed teams and moved desks, it never fails, I meet the most interesting people every time management has me change desks.
This time I was sat next to Kay, I had never met her before as she always worked nights and I have always worked days. She switched her schedule to days and ended up next to me, lucky her. Actually I consider myself the lucky one, Kay is opinionated, honest and doesn’t take kindly to fools, in other words they sat me by someone just like me, in that respect. I am going to tell a little about Kay’s story, I don’t think she will mind, if she does, well as she says, it is easier to ask forgiveness afterwards than gain permission in the first place.
Kay is a cancer survivor, by the time she went to the doctor she was in stage 4 breast cancer, she had let it go for so long. She let it go for so long that her surgeon actually wrote her off, he lopped off her breast and left nothing for reconstruction, that is what he thought of her chances. Her plastic surgeon had to do some really fancy work to fix it, however, fix it he did. I believe it was at this point God looked down and said to his Angels, hey, this doctor thinks he can predict the time and date of Kay Lynn’s death. Let’s have some fun, shall we? Not only did Kay bounce back, she beat the cancer and as of today is cancer free, she is a walking testimony to what God can do, I fully believe he uses modern medicine to show his miracles. I love Kay’s resilience, her attitude is joyous, rarely does anything get her down. I am going to miss my workout partner, this time she chose a shift that once again is partly in the nighttime, so our workout schedules will be different.
On that note, I am looking for a new workout partner after next week, I will be getting off at 5pm, so if you want to workout with me on Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday then it is on, like Donkey Kong!
I feel fortunate that every time I am moved next to a new person it ends up being someone that I genuinely like, I also believe God puts me there for a reason. I learn more about what He does in other peoples lives, I learn about the adversities they have overcome to get to where they are and I get a new outlook on life. I believe everything happens for a reason, we don’t always know what it is, and trust me when I tell you I have a list of questions ready to go for when my time comes, I will continue to enjoy sitting by new people at work and learning their stories.

My Humbling Experience

Yesterday I had the most humbling experience I have had in a long time. I volunteered to work at the Susan G Komen survivors luncheon. I have a friend that organized the raffle and needed volunteers to help with it. I said yes without even knowing what I would be doing.
So yesterday morning I found myself surrounded by the most amazing women, women who have fought a battle and have won. They are warriors to the highest degree, amazing, strong women. What struck me as I watched them, was that cancer, not age, is the great equalizer. It knows no age, no ethnicity, has no socio economic boundaries. I saw women of every age, size, shape and color there, and they were all beautiful. You could see their souls shinning through, their warrior spirits were in attendance, one could see it in their eyes, their demeanor, they had faced the worst and they had won.
I am truly humbled to have been in such presence, so much so I have volunteered for the next even, the Plano race. I am going to drive a golf cart, so excited. I do this in part to honor Sandi’s memory, and in part to celebrate my friend Wanda’s triumph over the disease.
I have always found myself in the presence of truly great women, I don’t know why God chooses to give me these influences in my life, I am just grateful He does.
God is good, He is ever-present in my life, I am unapologetically a Christian, I am not going to water that down for anyone. I don’t feel I have to, I don’t ask anyone else to water down their religious beliefs, so they in turn should not want me to. I will pray before meals, I will ask Him for forgiveness for my trespasses and I will praise Him for the good things in my life. I will continue to ask Him to tell all that I love that have preceded me home that I said Hey.
So, today I ask Him to tell Sandi I said Hey

Best Jeans Day

I am thinking of getting acrylic nails, my nails are doing strange things, they are folding inward. I have tried googling this strange thing, but am not coming up with anything concrete. I am thinking the only way to straighten them out is to have acrylic overlaid on them. Any thoughts, anyone else have this happen to them? Is it getting older? I don’t remember my mom or grandma having this. Any help is appreciated.
So this past weekend was pretty uneventful, except for the fact that I have found the perfect pair of jeans. I broke down and went jean shopping, actually I found them at Ross, yes, Ross. They are Levi’s and they fit phenomenally well, hopefully they will fit for a month or so, until more weight is lost. I really only have three pairs of jeans that fit now, two of them are Levi’s.
I remember as a teenager if you did not have Levi’s you were no one, and they had to be the button up fly, not the zip. The only way you could get the button up fly was in the men’s dept. I kept those jeans forever, they were the most comfortable and figure flattering jeans I have ever owned. The pair I found on Saturday is also very figure flattering. I look so amazingly good in these jeans, or at least I think I do which is really all that matters, what I think. I am still contemplating Botox on my neck region, I don’t know if that is possible. I know people get Botox all over their face, is it possible to get it in your neck? Or do I just need a whole facelift at this point? That is the question. My picture is on my last post here, you be the judge.
In this youth obsessed society I find I am not so much obsessed with looking younger, I just want to look my best. I have two fears in getting older, one is being bald and the other is being as wrinkled as my grandmother was. Don’t get me wrong I loved my grandmother beyond anything, she was my best friend, however, she was really wrinkled. It stemmed from years in the sun picking cotton, no sun screen back in the early 1900’s. I was a sun worshipper in the 1970’s and the 80’s, so yes I am worried. About skin cancer and wrinkles, both run in my family.

MK5K #abolishcancer

I have decided to participate in the MK5K, what is that you ask, well it is the Mary Kay 5K to raise funds for the Mary Kay Ash Foundation. They give grants to help fight cancer effecting women and also to groups that are trying to eradicate domestic violence. This year I decided to participate after my friend Dixie said she was running and asked if anyone wanted to join her. I am going to participate in memory of my friend Sandi. Next month will mark the one year anniversary of her passing after a 20 year battle with breast cancer. Here is the link for everyone to donate! if you can find it in your heart and pocket book every amount is helpful!

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