By MJ
I keep looking for a way to frame this and one isn’t coming – so I’m just gonna tell it like it is.
Today at dinner I was talking about the Smuckers Ice Skaters. (I should mention that my allergies are really bad right now, and I’m a bit stuffed up). When I mentioned Smuckers, three of the people at the table said that they heard Smokers – I must have said Smokers. I insisted that I didn’t and they continued to say that since three of them heard it they must be right. I can’t explain exactly why I was so frustrated by this other than KNOWING what I said (I admit when I have slip ups!) anyway… my mom spoke up and said that it probably just sounded like I said smokers because I was “nasally” because of my cold.
It might seem minor to all of you. But it’s HUGE to me. And all you Moms out there are going to tell me that she probably does it all the time and you might be right but TODAY I NOTICED her standing up for me and defending me. I can’t even begin to explain what it means to me. I hope you all don’t think I’m too crazy.
On a side note we also (well she mostly decided) that we are going to go see Straight No Chaser at the Covelli Centre on October 10 and we are going to splurge get REALLY GOOD SEATS!
By MJ
Today on Facebook I asked a question. I was completely unprepared for the answer I received. 
Those of you who know me well, know that not only do I not show emotion very often, I’m not a very emotional person (although I have noticed I’ve been getting more so with age).
What question did I ask?
I asked my friends to give me a list of people they know who are Breast Cancer Survivors, Currently battling Breast Cancer, or who have unfortunately been lost to Breast Cancer.
What answer did I get?
As of 7:30 tonight, just an hour after posting the question, I have a list that includes 17 Survivors, 2 “Warriors” currently battleing cancer, and 9 “Valiant Fallen Warriors.”
It hit me. As I kept reading every text that popped up on my phone of all these friends of mine who have each been impacted by Breast Cancer, I was moved. Touched. Actually brought to tears. This many people- 28! (reported from only 10 friends- including myself)
This needs to end. We need to find a cure.
By the way, the reason I asked this question was because I am renting a table at my church’s “Trash & Treasure” Sale. I am planning on selling candy and other merchandise as well as promoting the golf outing and Handels night. In addition to this I wanted to have a donation can on the table. I wanted to decorate the can with names of the people we all know who have been battling. I thought this would be a great tribute to those still with us and a memorial to those who are not.
(If you submitted a name and would like me to not use it for this – please let me know)
So I believe I am now totally re-invigorated to get these letters out and raise some money!
Just as I was about to post this- my phone beeped — and I learned of a 40 year survivor!
By MJ
It’s been WAY too long since I’ve blogged. I owe you all an apology for that. Today I went out for a training walk and I began to think. (That’s always dangerous.)
CHANGES NEED TO BE MADE:
As I was walking I realized I’m quite unhappy with my life.
I love the fact that I’m a teacher, however I’m not at all happy in my current position.
I have no social life. Really, I spend weekends doing lesson plans or working on some project by myself. (Whether it’s making candy, or printing invitations, etc.)
I don’t like where I live — I love my parents, don’t get me wrong — but I’m not happy living here. I need my OWN place. A place that represents me, I place that invites me to be ME.
I don’t like the way I look. Let me rephrase – I don’t like the fact that I’m fat.
So what changes are going to be made?
It seems like everything hinges on me getting a new job. Once I get a new job:
- I’ll have a teaching position I want
- I’ll move to wherever that is (having a place of my own) or being able to AFFORD my own place, even if the job is nearby
- I’ll be able to become settled, I’ll feel safe enough to make friends, join organizations, even be open to love. Right now I’m afraid of that- because what if I move soon?
The only issue not “solved” by getting a new job is the shape of my body. That is something that I can get started on right now. It’s the main reason that I started this monumental journey and it’s time I refocus on that. I’ve lost sight of that because I’ve been so overwhelmed with finding ways to raise the money I need. I get tied up in projects and lose sight of everything else. I need to split my focus. I need to make ME a priority. So starting tomorrow I’m back on schedule and would appreciate any encouragement you can offer me.
If there is anyone that is able to help me with Pink Pear event planning – such as writing envelopes, or getting me email addresses so I can send out invites, I’d appreciate it. Also – if you know anyone who wants to golf in our outing or might be interested in being a hole sponsor, please send their info my way! Thank you!
p.s. updates will be made more frequently, I promise.
By MJ
Thank you so much! We had 40 people show up for Diary of a Wimpy Kid! It was a great afternoon.
Pies will also be available this week. Thank you for your generosity – we made over $250! Thank You! Thank You!
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