Buckfield's Biggest Losers sign ups officially started!

We've finally got our act together and we're starting sign-ups for Buckfield's Biggest Loser.
Here's the link:

http://sites.google.com/site/bblclub/

I am looking for volunteers to help organize, let me know if you're interested!

Cue the Jaws Music...

We have a shark on our hands. I wish our CPU wasn't in the shop because I can't wait to show you these pics. Busy Bee was in the tub tonight and I usually give them a good once over every bath time. You know, to make sure nothing is broken, bruised, etc. So, what did I see tonight?

A second row of teeth starting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thankfully they are on the bottom, so we'll just give our dentist a call soon and see what they want to do. But, I'm thinking they'll pull them No big deal. Makes it easier for the tooth fairy, I suppose.

Tooting my own horn, cuz I can

Still not smoking. Totally saved over $200 so far between Big Daddy and I.

Thats right! To all the haters that said I couldn't do it cough*Everett*cough, BITE ME!

New Goings On

Been MIA due to a MAJOR Fibro Flare and what little energy I've had has been with the fam. In similar news though, Andrea and I have created a new blog chronicling our journey with Fibromyalgia because we've made a HUGE decision. We REFUSE to allow Fibro to make us less of a person or hold us back. We're hoping Fibro Foggies will keep up ahead of it. So stop by, won't you?!?!?

Heaven has gained a new angel!

Aunt G flew home tonight. She'll be missed terribly.

Catching Up

I arrived home on Monday. I'm still exhausted, still heartbroken, and still incredibly angry that this even had to happen.

I've had the same conversation with everyone who would listen lately, well, those it was appropriate to have it with... I just don't understand, and probably never will, why something like cancer has to exist. What on earth could someone have done that was so horrible, so vile, as to earn themselves this kind of pain. Now, I know my aunt, and my sister, and our dear family friend. I KNOW none of them have done something in which Karma would come knocking with cancer calling. So, why would something exist that causes such pain? Something I'll never understand...

I was VERY blessed to spend some unforgettable time with Aunt G. She smiled at me. She kissed me. She tried to be funny with me. She got pissed at me when I called her "gorgeous". And the next day, she fell asleep...

Its tough when you know that where you are, isn't where you should be. But, I missed this crew a whole lot. And, I left the other crew in good hands with C$.

Oh, and I'm still not smoking...

A tear filled phone call....

Heather is in Florida with no real signal for her laptop, so Im blogging for her (Andrea). I just got off the phone with her. First and foremost, she wants to thank everyone for all the thoughts and prayers that have been sent out to her, her aunt Gloria and the family.

She called me from the Hospice house. She said the house, the staff, the enviroment are all so beautiful and wonderful. Its sad that such a beautiful place is there for such an awful thing. Her Aunt Gloria is holding on. She is still able to recognize them every now and then and even has tried to make a few 'funnies'. Her breathing is very slow and labored, which leads them to believe that the time is nearing. Now, the time that is left is spent making her comfortable and showing her love and appreciation.

Again, Heather really wants you to know how much she appreciates everyones love and concern, prayers and thoughts.

She also wants to shout out another "Fuck You Cancer" and I second that motion!

Leaving on a Jet Plane

I'm flying out tomorrow. Taking a trip I wish I didn't have to. Aunt G has been moved to Hospice Care where her family will come to say goodbye. The cancer has moved to her brain and they say she has only days left. The oncologists have declared her cancer the most aggressive they have ever seen, only a month before her diagnosis she had a clear mammogram and at diagnosis, quite a large tumor.

It all seems so surreal.

I ask for your prayers. Safe travel for all of the "K" Crew. There are quite of few of us headed to Fla. from New England. Its a mass exodus. I ask for prayers of comfort, less pain, and peace for my Aunt G. I ask for prayers for my Uncle. That he be comforted.

Thanks All. I'll try to pop in soon!

Oh, and cancer- FUCK YOU!

An official quitter.

Its been well over 24 hours since the last puff. I'm doing pretty good. I'm pretty much eating nonstop. But I told myself going in that I had a week to stuff my face, then I had to get a grip.

I'm also joining Buckfield's Biggest Loser. Its a weightloss challenge. The local gym is working on a group rate for us so with all the money saved not smoking, I'm going to join the gym. I can't gain 50lbs like I did last time I quit, thats why I started again.

But, I'm getting a lil ahead of myself. Its only day 2. And I'm only hanging on.

Tomorrow is the day...Err, today...

Its QUIT DAY!

No more stinky butts. No more cancer sticks. NO MORE!

I've had enough.

I know the first week is the hardest and I just have to get through it for this to be easier....

One day at a time.

Resolutions or something like that.

So, I don't usually make resolutions. Not because I don't like accomplishing things, but really because I usually just get super sidetracked and completely forget.

Sometimes though, things happen in life that make you reevaluate your current situation. Sometimes a resolution can be used to remind you what is really important.

This year, my resolution is to love stronger. To love bigger. To love without expectations. And to love completely. I will speak more kindly and yell less. I will not accept anything more than I am willing to give of myself. And I will TRY to quit smoking...again.

Happy New Year All!