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Wednesday, October 07, 2009

On this day...

Five years ago, I got news that would change my life- for better and for worse. Friends, come with me and Remember back:

Oct. 12, 2004-
I am starting this by saying sorry. This is not the way I would normally start out our week, fellow bloggers, but it can't be helped. I have been dealing/contemplating whether or not to even post about this here. But as we are all friends here, though I have not met you in person, I feel it would be deceitful not to let you know....
That last Friday, I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. That's right- Those things which have been a part of me since the age of 12 have up and betrayed me. ( that's why my Friday funnie was missing- just didn't have the heart for it on that day). Tommorrow ( Tuesday) I have an appointment with a Surgeon, to discuss my options, although I know the answer, the questions needs be asked. By the way my OB-GYN acted, I will probably be in the hospital by week's end.

I won't lie- I'm scared shitless, but I'm determined! I have a VERY supportive husband, and 3 beautiful children, and I'll be damned if this beast is gonna get the better of me. And besides, I have alot left to do in this world. I have spent the weekend making CD's of my favorite music to take with me on my battle. I've hugged my kids to death. I've sat and cried in Hubby's arms. I'm Strong, Bullheaded, Armed and Dangerous. And I will survive.
I will let you all know tommorrow what goes on, Keep your fingers crossed for me.


5 years. Gods, where has the time gone? Although I have to say the first year took FOREVER, the rest have just gone by like all the others. But really, they're not. You know how they say to check your "girls" monthly? I do it daily. Someone who didn't know me would say I was a pervert! But I'm not going there again, and that's the point.

Many things have changed since then, especially in my world. Most of which have nothing to do with the passage of time. I'm more open. I'm more frank ( gods help the person that asks me my opinion on something- I used to be really diplomatic- now I give it to you straight!) I've taken the family on vacations EVERY year- even if we really should have saved the money. What's money- I want QUALITY TIME with my family. Riding the Roller Coasters of death! eating waaaaay too much food. laughing and just being with the people I love more than myself. Time is something you really get a true grasp of when your suddenly told you may not have it. Yes, I know you can "imagine". But you don't really KNOW until it hits you. Ask anyone who's walked in these very weighty shoes.

I remembered about this yesterday. Becky's reaction was a big high-five. "5 years Mom, it's is a good thing". Yes, my love, it is. But not until I'm 95, sitting my great-grandchild on my knee will I know it's all over.

I still sometimes, in my mind's eye, see that "grave" where the Beast lies. And I think- " Rest in Peace, you sorry SONOFABITCH! And don't come back here ever, ever again".

My friends, this is my reminder- CHECK YOUR GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Still Bullheaded and Strong- KC

p.s.- my hair is down past my shoulders now- KISS MY ASS for THAT beast!

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Tuesday, October 06, 2009

KC enters the room and sits down....

"Hi, my name is KC *Hi's from the assembled people* and I've become a Yoville addict.

*Massive humms and head shakes all around*

"I really didn't intend to get involved, but I kept noticing neat stuff happening and could just not resist.

*Chorus of Amens and 'Sing it sista' coming from all over the room*

"I promise I will try with all I have to fight this addiction so that I will have time for more important things like blog posting, blog hopping, oh yeah, and maybe some housework."

* "yeah right!'s coming from every direction. You're in deep kiddo- you're in serious trouble!*

Ok, seriously. I'm having waaaayyyy too much fun with this. But if any of you are on facebook ( and I will try to link mine in the sidebar soon) send me your links so i can friend you.

I'm under my some-what real name ( KC Campbell-Fine)

Now- are my pies ready or what?

Peace and Love, KC!

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Saturday, October 03, 2009

Last night's game

Well, as usual, the team didn't win. Although I'm seeing signs of improvement. Honestly, since this is their first year, and the team is made up of mostly 9th graders playing against Varsity teams, I hadn't expected much. But what happened last night with the bands was really kind-of cool.

They played against Viera HS last night. Which is a relatively new school as well ( they've only graduated 1 class- 2009- so they've been in existance 5 years maybe). When our band came marching in- their whole band got to their feet and applauded. AND kept applauding until the band got to the stands. Then their band director came over to welcome us- and asked if we could stay after the game for a "social" with their band. WOW! The hospitality- it was wonderful. They cheered us at we entered the field for our part of the show as well. Just really, really welcoming and polite.

Any of you that have never been involved in this sort of thing don't understand. Normally each side is involved in a game-long excercise in one-upmanship. Constant competition. Not there, not with this organization. They made us feel like old friends, who'd come for a visit to the house. We may have lost the game- but we really loved going there. So thank you to the Viera HS Marching Hawks- You all are the bomb!

I'm starting to get jokes coming in ( thanks Kat!) so that little feature should recommense next week. And as I have a party to go to at River BIL's house to go to this afternoon, I'd better get off of here and get some things done.

Talk at you later!
Peace and Love, KC!

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