Wanna Celebrate?

I feel like this post is going to be all over the place since I have alot of little things to report so consider yourself warned.

Up first - wanna celebrate my one year cancer anniversary with ice cream for breakfast? :) One week from today, March 30, marks one year since my big surgery and cancer diagnosis. I've been trying to think of a way to celebrate the day. It would be kinda easy to wallow in it, but really I just feel happy to be here, happy to be feeling so good, happy to be well for now. I came across the idea of eating ice cream for breakfast from another cancer patient. He, unfortunately, didn't make it to his one year anniversary, but his family resolved to participate as a way to celebrate. And since ice cream is not only my favorite food group but also one that I was able to eat all throughout chemo, I thought it was appropriate. So join me Friday, March 30 in celebrating life, celebrating that God is good, celebrating that we can eat ice cream for breakfast. Fix yourself up a big ole sundae and send me pictures.

Today is Camden's 8th family day - he joined our family as a chubby little 8-month old, and today he is a big 8 year old. All the things I said last year are still true, but I have one little addition to his personality. He is a rule follower. Like a rule follower to a T. For instance, today is Read Across America (or something similar) and his class is dressing up like book characters. He chose a baseball book from the 50's which means rolled up jeans, jersey, and a hat. Last night he is panicking because they can't wear jeans to school, can't wear hats, etc. Brian calmed him down, assured him it was okay. First words out of his mouth this morning are that jeans aren't allowed. As you can see, I managed to convince him that he would not be in trouble.

Tomorrow I am speaking to a group of women during a one-day conference. I don't think I'm one of those people that will fall apart in front of a crowd, paralyzed with fear but I don't really know since this is my first experience. I would definitely appreciate prayers!

So Rory and I made a little trip to my primary care doctor yesterday (we skipped over Dr. W this time) and I have another MRSA infection - that's what my little scar tissue problem has been all along. I'm on a new antibiotic and have some sort of healing cream, and I am hopeful it will put this problem to rest for good. Don't get me started on why Dr. W never felt the need to culture this thing in the last few months. Just happy to hopefully have it resolved soon.

Rory has been in school for 4 days, but this is the first one I've come home to an empty house. Day 1 Camden and Brian were on spring break, plus Camden had a friend over to play. Days 2 and 3 we were in Texas. But today I came home to an empty house and could hardly contain myself. I seriously thought about heading to the nearest theater to see The Hunger Games, but decided I wanted to wait for date night with Brian. I partied hard with a walk with a friend and a bowl of steel cut oatmeal. ;) I did decide to forego my regular Friday house cleaning so I could take it easy and enjoy the quiet. I almost shouted "Freedom" Braveheart style when I left the school. Isn't that awful?

I am going to spend the day returning calls and emails from the last week. If you're one of those people waiting, I didn't forget - just have been busy.

And, finally, my new red glasses. Do you know how hard it is to take a self-portrait? (and not feel like a complete idiot?) And because I was using my wide-angle lens, I couldn't look directly at the camera or my nose looked like it was coming out of the screen in 3-d fashion so you just get a profile of the glasses.

Have a fabulous weekend!