*&^%^&(! Microsoft Explorer

My Explorer stopped working right and after several calls to my ISP I finally gave up trying to fix it. Downloaded Netscape and voila I am back.

I've also been busy with crabgrass, my online websites and just trying to keep my head above water.

Starbucks is my new best friend!

I didn't blog for a couple of days...sorry. Sunday was the one year anniversary of the death of my 19 year old cat, Jazz. I know some of you are probably thinking "a cat?", well yes, he was my baby. I miss him. He was such a unique little gray tabby being and what a love! Actually he wasn't little, he was a pretty big kitty. A love muffin. I've just been thinking about him and how much he meant and still means to me.

I wonder if the hurt will ever go away. Will I ever be able to open my heart to another cat? I still have Rumor, my bengal, who was close to Jazz. Rumor has been much nicer to me the last few months. He seems to know that I didn't do anything to Jazz, that Jazz is gone. Still I have this thing about gray tabby cats. Who knows maybe I will let another one adopt me.

Today I discovered I have broken plumbing. Not on me you silly, my house. Then again my plumbing is rather questionable.

I have not slept in over 24 hours and I actually don't feel too bad. Being stuck for hours waiting for the plumber, I decided to try to weed eat my yard until my lawncare guy showed up. I am lethal with a weed eather. My grass looks like George Bush having a bad hair day. Thank goodness Marco, my lawn guy, cleaned it up for me. I may live in Texas, but I am a democrat. And politics is probably a subject I shouldn't get started on.

Blogging is interesting, but I wonder if anyone is even reading this?

My chihuahua, Bogey, four pounds of pure love, watches over my shoulder as I type. I have this big, comfy chair that he loves because we can cuddle. What a sweetie, I call him my "polywog". He has learned how to give five and can even high five.
I'm a big animal lover, as you will find out as I divulge more of the insanity that is my life.

Blessings to whomever is reading this.

If anyone has any comments about my blog please send them to

msprozac@earthlink.net

I now return you to your regular programming!

I have not died yet, much to a few folks amazement. There are days I even surprise myself. Some days I feel pretty good and other days I wonder what hit me. I think I should probably do something constructive today, something simple like, save the world, implement world peace, find a cure for taxes or maybe even run for President.

My doctors tell me that I am incurable. Aren't we all, really? Aren't we all dying a little each day? So isn't it better to say that I am "incurably alive"?

I think I like this blog, no one talks back to me, tells me I can't be opinionated and tells me I should "take my condition more seriously".

I have two peeves with regards to my cancer. It absolutely raises my blood pressure when I hear someone say "she/he lost their battle with cancer". NO ONE who has ever gone through this is a loser! Our bodies may eventually give out but PLEASE don't tell anyone who survives me that I am a loser.

I also hate the phrase "cancer survivor", I am a warrior, so please call me Ms. Cancer Warrior.

Oh and what the heck some people think they have to yell at me so I can hear them, I have cancer I am not deaf, I know you mean well, but cancer does not equate to deaf and dumb and it certainly is not an automatic death sentence.

Here is the url to my website http://bluelips.com/?source=blog now go there and buy something!

The one thing I think women should know about breast reconstruction is that it's not all it's hyped up to be. They cut your boobs off and then they try to make you new ones. You no longer have nipples, the ones that they graft on you permanently stand up and are called "projectiles".

The only good thing about breast implants is that you feel bouyant. I swear to God that in the event of a water landing I can now be used as a flotation device.

There are days when I want to yell at the world that breast cancer sucks and it's unfair. Today is not one of those days I feel like yelling. I have insomnia, maybe it's because I'm wired thanks to the Food and Drug Admin. So I've started a blog. Maybe you will learn something from me, maybe even *I* will learn something from me.

Since I am new at this please bear with me.

Welcome to my world where I can blog as I damn well please