Thursday, August 11, 2011

Busier Than a One Legged Man in a Butt Kicking Contest

Lordy loo, I need to get the children out for back to school shopping. Buddy is as tall as I am now, and it doesn't take a genius to know that none of his jeans fit this coming year.

I think he also needs a new back pack (or pack pack as Sissy calls it) and I know FOR SURE he needs a new binder. The one from last year....It's just sad. Sis will need a new pack pack too. These little crotch rockets and all their assorted needs (that cost $$$). It's offset by the fact they will both be in school ALL day and out of my hair. Perhaps my house will be clean?

I went to visit a friend from high school yesterday. It was nice catching up with him - he was a grade behind me, so he knows much about that class year that I do not. It was fun. He's going thru a rough patch right now, so any good thoughts or prayers you can send his way are appreciated.

In the same vein, I went to Kroger yesterday evening and ran into a friend of mine. Both of her boys went to the same Catholic school that Buddy attended and now the youngest one is a grade behind Buddy at the local Middle School.

Anyhoot, she was diagnosed with breast cancer a few months ago and has had one mastectomy. She told me that today was her first chemo appointment. She has been a real friend over the years and has been very instrumental in Buddy's education - she ran the library program at their school (FOR FREE) and I can't thank her enough for encouraging children that reading is not only fun, it's magical. Again, if you could send some good thoughts her way, I would be so grateful.

Luckily, she lives less than half a mile from us, so I know I can be there anytime she needs me in a flash. The good news is when I saw her yesterday evening, she looked great! :-)

Un-Dear Cancer: you piss me off. Keep your filthy cancer cells to yourself, or send them to Hell. I think Satan could use them. Leave MY friends and family out of your nefarious plans. I would say "Thanks", but I'd really like to just beat you to death with a bat.
Love, ETW

And with that, I'm outta here. Have a happy Thursday hooligans. I love you all!



  1. I'm loving your letter to that asshole cancer (sorry 'bout the cuss word).

    I hate to burst your bubble but both my kids have been in school full time for 3 years now. My house STILL looks like a bomb went off in it.

  2. When I read stuff like this, it chokes me up inside. Cancer is nasty evil shit...

    I try very hard to look at the fact that she is still alive and is interacting and communicating...That is the WIN!

    I am with you on this one...Cancer? Bite ME!