Make That Six

After church and mongolian bbq, drove by the scrapbooking store in Willowbrook which has been there at least 7 years. i wanted to see what their hours were so i could see if they had that pink ribbon stamp.
closed. empty. for lease.
so, if you're thinking of going into business for yourself? don't open a scrapbooking store.

Nothing Exciting Saturday

Worked out, went on a bootless inquisition to find a scrapbooking store. There was one on 529 that as recently as June I'd gotten an email from. Closed. No sign, nothing. And you think they'd have sent out an email pitching the Going Out Of Business sale or something. So, I drove to 290 and Hollister, where there used to be a scrapbooking store. Ditto.
That makes 5 scrapbooking stores in this area who have gone belly up in the past few years.
Had chicken katsu for lunch, then went home and tidied, did laundry and watched tv. My goal was to get the house tidy so Sunday could be an actual day of rest.
lemon honey tilapia and picante rice and roasted veggies for supper. sugar-free angel food cake and strawberries for dessert.

Just In Case You Have A Craving,,,

...there's a place near here where you can get sauteed eel. In the drive-thru.
Plus a fried egg on Spam [insert Monty Python joke here].

T-Shirts

I went to this web site called cafepress.com that Danielle had sent me a link to. It's a site where people can sell t-shirts they have designed. They have over 13,000 breast-cancer-related shirts and hats and bumper stickers and mugs.
I bought a shirt that said "Bald Chicks Rock" and a hat that says "Coiffure by Chemo." If I'd known about this site earlier, I would have gotten a shirt that said: "Chemo. It's not just for breakfast anymore."

Did I Tell You?

The hair everywhere has started to grow back. But during rads, I can't shave my left underarm. So, no tank tops for me till mid-October!
On a related note, the Crystal is working well. Recommended for those of you who want to be aluminum free. My friend Danielle recommends Adidas Cotton Tech, which is also aluminum free.

Friday

Rads, lunch with Deanna, gym, shopping for gym shorts that are appropriate for a 45 YO to wear, as most gym shorts these days tend to the Daisy Duke length.

Organic burgers, corn on the cob and watermelon for supper.

Scrapbooking at night. I have a scrapbooking retreat coming up, and I want to get all 4 of the current albums to the point where all I have to do is journal and add titles and stickers to each page. That way I won't have to drag all the paper and cutting stuff with me, just pens and stickers and die cuts. Otherwise, I'd have to take all of this:

Thursday

Today, I had no plans. Rads, and that was it. No lunch plans, no having to bring a snack to anyone, nothing. And I was going to hit it hard. Tidy up the house, do dishes and laundry, go through clutter. Because, rads only takes 1/2 an hour. So I should have been done by 11, back to the house by 11:10, with nothing to do till I pick DD2 up.
Ha!
I finish rads, and the tech says, "I've laid your labs request here, and the doctor wants to see you."
What?
"You need to go upstairs and get a blood sample taken, and the doctor wants to see you."
Should I even bother to get dressed?
Yes, you should be fine.

So, I get dressed and wait in the waiting room (briefly) and then wait in the exam room (a bit longer). I read my Bible while I'm waiting. I haven't read the story of David in a while, so I've started bringing my Bible with me to rads and reading. Dr. comes in, wants to know what bit I'm reading. He tells me what that part of the Bible is called in Hebrew (somethingTorah).
He's going to China next week for a conference, and I tell him to beware of the food. I ask him if he keeps kosher, and he says, "Only when my wife is watching," which I thought was funny. Next week is Rosh Hashana, and he actually found a synagogue in Beijing that he can go to while he's there.
Anyway. So, I get done chatting with the Dr. and go upstairs to get my blood taken. I wait in the waiting room, where the flatscreen TV is talking about the thousands of people who died in....
I ask the receptionist for the remote. She says it's broken. So I stand on a chair and turn the TV off.
The receptionist comes in and says, "Oh, you didn't have to turn it off," and turned it to Murder She Wrote. Maybe that's what she wanted to watch, I don't know.
I get my blood taken by Justin the brand new phelbotomist, and then go downstairs and chat a minute with the receptionist at the onc's office, who I hadn't seen since end of chemo.
So, it is noon by the time I get out of there. DD1 rushed out of the house this morning w/o breakfast, lunch or a book bag, so I swing by Arby's and pick up lunch for both of us and go have lunch with her.
Now I'm home. And I have about an hour before I have to go pick up DD2.