I’m usually in one of three colors: pink, purple, or black–or some combo thereof. I try to fight it to avoid being the crazy lady who only wears three colors, but alas, the reds and the oranges and the greens mostly end up languishing on their hangers. It’s so extreme that yesterday a co-worker pointed…

Today is my 4th Cancer-free-aversary. When I was 31 I was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. Went through being sick, biopsy surgery, chemo, hair loss, temporary early menopause, a year of fatigue, the works. So it is with great pleasure that I breathe today–even though I have a cold. It is with great pleasure that I work…

I’ve been sick. One of those loooong lingering flu/cold/cough things that you think is gone until, boom, it’s not. For like a month now. Last week I got an actual allopathic doctor diagnosis–so validating: Viral Bronchitis. When I put it into my Facebook status update, people started making dinosaur jokes. So, I had Viral Bronchisaurus…

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:All mimsy were the borogoves,  And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!  The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun  The frumious Bandersnatch!” He took his vorpal sword in hand:  Long time the manxome foe he sought —So rested he…

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