Breast cancer does not mean a woman is saintly, strong, self-sacrificing, or even wise. It does not mean her political views are right, she is morally superior, or somehow touched with holiness. It means she is sick. Some people with breast cancer sucked ass before the disease, suck ass during the disease, and continue sucking ass if they survive. (I’m sure for some people, I fall into this sucking ass category, and no amount of pink ribbons and poison pumped intravenously will ...

I am a writer.  I’ve always been a writer.  So it is no surprise writing is a balm, in this less than healthy time of life.  I am keeping a diary and will blog it occasionally.  Why?  Because I exist.  At least for now.  I’m here.  And, I am a writer. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Breast Cancer Diary Excerpt Yesterday I went downtown for a fancy MRI, (re...

Found out today. Invasive Ductal Carcinoma (HERS 2 overexpression ER+/PR+).  Big ass word for holy-crap-I’m-41-and-have-two-kids-to-raise! They say it is the “aggressive” type. They say Monday is my first operation. They say I have radiation and chemotherapy in my future. They say I have cancer. But you know what? I say cancer has me .

There I was; lying topless in a cotton gown that opened in the front, staring up at the off white ceiling, wondering how, at 41, I was in such a predicament.  After all, I work out, eat fairly well, take care of myself. The doctor came in, along with the ultrasound tech, and one female chaperone.  (Though I always think its kind of funny when the female chaperone is nineteen, maybe twenty.)  Along with all the medical equipment humming in the background, and the rolling be...

I’m done. Finished. Finito. Two years and gobs of learning later, I now have an MPA beside my name.  But I don’t want to talk about graduate studies, or graduate degrees.  It consumed the last two years of my life and frankly, that is enough. ------------------------- I love Facebook.  Love it.  It allows re-connection with old friends, nurturing new ones, and feels like I am still part of good, but distant friends’, present.  ...

I’m working on an economic development plan for a fairly prosperous suburb.  They want to re-vamp their light-industrial area by bringing in more high-tech industry, and “cleaner” (meaning not heavy industrial) businesses.  Great community, wonderful housing stock, schools, access to the highway…all the infrastructure is in place…(including several buildings already outfitted for “high-tech” industry), there are too many incentives to list here offered by the city, the county, and the...

This is just mental meandering, no real point.... I finish a Master’s in Public Administration in June.  Theoretically it is necessary for “higher administrative” levels of local or federal government, as well as starting up and maintaining not for profits.  I could go into why I went into this field, but that’s a topic better explored in another blog.  Suffice it to say, I believe government should be like the pipes in your house; unseen, small as po...

THAT NIGHT…I went home and did a little research.  I researched the school and district policies on “threats.” Not surprisingly, there wasn’t anything about threatening the President of the U.S.  However, there were some criteria for what constituted a viable “threat” made by a student while on campus.  This situation did not meet any of that criteria.  Not a single iota.  In fact, the policy goes out of its way to say words have to be weighed with intent...

A couple weeks ago I sat down to help my 6 year old with his homework. The phone rang. “Ms. Tova, this is Mr. A, the Vice Principal from the middle school?” Me:  “ Yes.” VP:  “ I just wanted to let you know, H won’t be on the bus today.  It seems there was a bit of talking in study hall today, some inappropriate conversation within a group of boys.  There were some threats made toward the president, so I have the City Police Department coming by to ...

It’s been awhile. I’d like to blame the lapse in blogging on Facebook, school, family, yadda, yadda. But, I don’t want to start out lying. I’ll save that for the end. Life is full. So full sometimes I wonder if the cup is getting smaller, more crowded, less porcelain more plastic. Two more quarters and I am done with this Master’s Degree. So what am I going to do with it? My husband and I discussed this the other night and the conversation went something like this: M...

Here is a link to all the hacked emails that allegedly prove man-made climate change is bogus.  I say allegedly because I haven’t read them all (still going through them).  This particular site is helpful because you can search certain words, etc.   Happy Hunting. http://www.eastangliaemails.com/index.php

I slept on it.  Haven't read any commentary, rebuttals or supporters yet. So as an average American who believes the current health care situation needs reform I woke up this morning with a few questions. 1.  Can I trust Obama's numbers? The reason I ask is twofold.  First, last night he said 30 million are uninsured but in the previous weeks it was 45 million.  When I looked up the research (Census 2000) I found that the measuring instrument was faulty...

Sometimes when I am tense, or can't sleep, or have a headache...or, well you get the picture.  I click on this video and it takes me to relaxation town. Try it.  But not at work.  You might melt out of your chair into a puddle on the floor. A professional, lazzzzzzzzz.......