Archive for July, 2012

London 2012

July 27, 2012

Tonight is the Opening Ceremonies for the London Olympics, and I couldn’t be any more excited.

I know this sounds weird, but one of the first things I thought when the doctors told my mom that I only had 6 months to live was “But I don’t want to miss the Olympics!”

Well… now I’m not missing them. 🙂

Yay!

July 25, 2012

I’ll be giving a speech to my cancer support group during our September meeting about how to preserve positive family memories during cancer by scrapbooking.  I’m excited!

Headlines

July 24, 2012

It’s my favorite segment on The Tonight Show with Jay Leno.  And this week in the paper, I found the perfect clipping to send in.  It’s the front page of the sports section in the local paper, and the headline reads, “Hooker discovers her true calling just in time”.  The story is about a young volleyball player who is competing in the London Olympics.  Her name is Destinee Hooker.

I think that if I were writing the headline, I might have at least added her first name, if not restructuring the thing entirely.

Note to self:

July 21, 2012

Journal on scrapbook pages immediately upon completion!  I’m working on my 2003-2004 study abroad album, and there are some pages I made in 2006 that have no writing on them.  Thank goodness I still have an itinerary for that particular trip (an art-history-oriented tour of several cities in Provence), but I’m still having to do several hours of research online to fill in the blanks…

“My bad”

July 16, 2012

I cannot believe I heard that phrase come out of Alex Trebek’s mouth today.  There is something about it that just drives me nuts.

Also, when did “sick” become slang for “awesome”?  Last I checked, it meant “disgusting”…

It’s a miracle

July 15, 2012

Most of my grandmother’s mail comes to my house because we pay her bills and take care of managing her bank affairs.  Her first name is Virgie, so her mail usually comes addressed to “Virgie I. [Lastname]”.

Well, last week a piece of mail arrived addressed to “The Virgin I. [Lastname]”.

I couldn’t help myself.  I called her up and said, “Mee-Maw, I don’t know where Larry, Mom and Mark came from, but I got some mail from the bank today that says you’re a virgin.”

She cracked up and assured me that no, indeed, she was not.  Still, how on earth did they end up making a mistake like that?  Their address list ought to be automated…

Wake-up call

July 14, 2012

Last night I woke up in the wee hours of the morning, coughing and wheezing and needing to use my nebulizer.  So I got up and went to the living room to do my treatment, and then promptly fell back asleep on the couch.

Until 5 am.  When 31 pounds of floppy ears, wire-hair fur, and wagging tail landed on my stomach and bayed.

Good morning, Lucy.

Cow Day

July 13, 2012

The neighbors knew that I would be stuck at home by myself all weekend, so they picked me up and took me to Cow Day at Chick-Fil-A to get free “chikin”.  We had a blast…

 

 

 

History can be funny

July 9, 2012

I learned a great story today as I was doing research for my scrapbook.  I’m working on a series of pages on Versailles, and I have a great picture of the Royal Chapel inside the castle.

Apparently, Louis XIV was a very religious man and required that everyone in court show up for Mass on Sunday.  The construction of the chapel was such that the entire court faced the king during the service, and he required absolute silence and decorous behavior.

Well, one day Louis’ guards announced that the king would not be attending Mass.  It was a joke, but when the king did arrive, none of the court ladies were present!

Finally, as promised

July 7, 2012

The orange dress:

 

Mom and I went out for Spanish paella at the Boardwalk Bistro and it was divine.  (So was the Manhattan clam chowder.  And the crème brulée.  And the artichoke dip.)