Race for a Cure June 9, 2008

This weekend my Husband and I had the chance to participate in Little Big Town’s Race for Cure.  The annual motorcycle ride to raise money for cancer research.  We had a blast.  We were fortunate enough to have VIP passes so we were able to mingle with the stars.  There were several new comers there along with Lonestar, Little Big Town and Darryl Worley.  Darryl is the most down to earth guy, he rode a beautiful bike.

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There were probably close to 600 hundred bikes participating then at the end of the ride we were treated to lunch, and a concert by all the artist involved. 

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 This was a great thing for a great cause that I hold dearly to my heart.  Cancer kills so many people every year and personnally there are two of my family members that are or have been fighting the disease for some time.  I couldn’t possibly pass up this chance to help with such a worthy cause.

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Its a new day May 16, 2008

Today I am all healed up and ready to go.  After having possibly the worst month of my life, I came to the realization that it isn’t that bad.  Looking at what has happened in China and Burma, it saddens me deeply to see all those people in dispare.  I don’t think that I could stand there and watch them pull children from that school in China.  My pain is nothing compared to those who lost their only child or both parents.  The saddest part is that I heard another storm is heading toward Burma.

And all this time I have been complaining about a fractured jaw and the kidney stones that followed.  I usually keep my thoughts on the world to myself, because I grew up in the type of family were there are two things you don’t discuss and they were politics and religion, it was just rude.  But of course we went to church in our Sunday best with shiny shoes on and we always had on a hat. 

I miss those days….  Those were the times when I didn’t realize that there was so much difference and hate in the world.  I was just a small southern girl, who got all dressed up.

What doesn’t Kill Us….. April 28, 2008

Well the old saying “What Doesn’t Kill Us, Makes Us Stronger” must apply to me.

I finally got to go riding on my Harley, the Hubby, and the youngest rode his bike and I was on mine.  It was lovely.  I had a wonderful time.

UNTIL……

Pulling out at the end of the road my mother lives on is tricky in car, nonetheless on a motorcycle.  So knowing the pain that it is to get out right there I paniced.  Let’s just say that I am not proud that I had my first ambulance ride.  Well you guessed it, I wrecked.  I cracked my jaw bone and got alot of bumps and bruises.  

But never fear, a little thing like death isn’t going to scare me off of my bike… oh.. no..  I am ready to go again.  And as soon as I get my bike back (it has $4,500 worth of damage) I will be back on the road.   YEEE HAWWWW…..

Let’s all breathe April 9, 2008

I finally got my results back and thank goodness they came back with no cancer.  I have to go get checked in 6 months.  I am relieved to say the least.  ahhhhhh

It never fails…. April 2, 2008

As soon as I think life is good and God is back on my side, it just gets blown out of the water.

Like many people I have moles.  Some of them I have had since birth.  There are two that I know I have had since birth, the one on my forehead (my beauty mark) and one my left shoulder.  I have never had any issues with these and most of the time forget that their even there.

Well, not anymore……  Monday the one on my forehead started to ooz by itself nothing was done to  inflict the oozing.  SO after my overly cautious husband insisted I call the doctor to have it looked at.  Apparently moles aren’t suppose to do this.

 So yesterday I go to the dermatologist and he looks at it, then looks down at my shoulder (I had on a tank top) and asked me about that one.  Five minutes later he has a razor blade in his hand and he is removing both moles.  By now I’m freakin’, he tells me that although it is very unlikely (yeah right he doesn’t have my luck) it could be, yes here it comes, the word no one likes to hear CANCER.  Now I’m really freaked, not only because of what he just said to me but because I know that I have a high risk of getting cancer because my mother fought various kinds of skin cancer for years. 

 Anywho it will be a week before the answer comes back.  So until then lets just double the prozac to keep from having a complete nervous breakdown.