Doesn’t matter were I park … my car always seem to get nailed by bird crap. Could be at home (which is partially my fault since I feed the little buggers), but I also get droppings galore at work … and I’m not even under a tree?
And then some of this yuck is so big that it looks like it was dropped by pterodactyls, or a very big goose.

I do enjoy watching the birds … which is why I still feed them. We get the usual gaggle of sparrows, black birds and gold finches. But this year I’m noticing red-poles, red-wing blackbirds and a downy woodpecker. I hear a blue jay screaming somewhere in the neighborhood, so I’m waiting to get a glimpse of him. Haven’t seen our cardinals in a week or so. I assume they’re busy nesting.

The one good thing was that the big rain we had last night. It pretty much cleaned of my car and the patio. Even that was looking pretty groddy. I think I should have hubby move the bird feeders a little further out into the yard. I’ll still be able to enjoy watching the birds, but at least it will be away from the patio (and its furniture).

Well, I’ve been fortunate so far that no birds have nailed me yet. Thank goodness for small favors.

So — turns out I’m not the only lucky one in my family who has cancer. My older brother was diagnosed with lung cancer a couple of years ago. Had a bit of his lung removed and was doing pretty good.

Well, cancer being the insidious bitch that it is, decided to make a return appearance. Turns out there was a growth in his tonsils of all places. The tumor was the size of a walnut … which when you think about it, is pretty damned big. They removed what they could, but was unable to get it all. As a result, he will be starting radiation treatments and they intend to chemo the hell outta him. This is gonna be rough. They don’t normally do both treatments at once. You either got radiation or you got chemo … not at the same time.

When I mentioned this to Dr. Mac the last time I saw her, she made one of those sympathetic faces and agreed that my brother was in for a rough time. I’ve managed to tolerate the various chemo treatments rather well. I can only hope that his tolerance is as good.

One thing for sure … he’ll have his own personal support team. Besides myself, his wife has also gone through breast cancer. I think between the two of us, we can help him keep a positive attitude. Plus, I offered him the use of some of my scarves. Somehow I don’t think he’s gonna take me up on that offer.

And remember to repeat after me …“YOU ARE A CANCER WARRIOR”

Thought of something that tends to drive me up the wall. People who stop in the middle of an aisle, or right in front of you without warning. If you have a grocery cart or even a kid’s stroller, you’re more than likely to nail ‘em and then you’re the bad guy.

No … look around before coming to an abrupt halt. Particularly in a grocery store. I understand that you’re searching for a certain item and that when you see it, you automatically stop. But please, don’t stop in the middle of the aisle and expect me to perform a number of maneuvers to avoid hitting you. Pull over to the side. You certainly wouldn’t grind your car to a halt in the middle of the street (at least I hope you wouldn’t). No, you pull over. Then there’s the added pain in the ass of trying to get past you because you’re in the middle of the grocery aisle … which isn’t wide to begin with.

I’ve had people stop abruptly right in front of me while at Disney World of all places. What’s with that? Yes, the parks are crowded, but hell … there are plenty of opportunities to take a glance around before stopping.

The worse part is that they’re completely oblivious to this. Think people.

Normally the only time I manage to get any real writing done is when I go to the power writing sessions we have on Wednesday evenings.

There are always plenty of excuses not to write. Full day at work. Family time. Just plain tired. Whatever. I really have to discipline myself to get myself in front of the laptop and get some work done.

Well, I managed to do that on Saturday. Had the house to myself. Hubby was at a rehearsal with a band he hadn’t played with in awhile and the little darlin’ was off with friends for the weekend. I did a little of this and a little of that at home … then finally stood looking at the laptop. There really wasn’t any excuse not to write. I wasn’t stuck in the story. I knew where the next portion was going. I had the time.

Sooooo … yes, I sat down and managed to get in a good four pages. That’s huge for me. I feel more confident. And I also feel that I don’t have to just rely on those Wednesday power writing sessions.

I just need to get my butt in the chair and write.

Well, had my weekly nurse’s check yesterday and I’m pleased to say that it went well. Don’t have any tumor marker numbers yet. Waiting for the first full two or three treatments before checkin’ them out. I can be patient … no pun intended.

Another upside is that I’m handling the Xeloda well this time. Granted this is one week on and one week off and the first round was two weeks on and one week off. It was during the second week that I began having issues. I started this round on Sunday morning and should finish it up Saturday evening. Only one day to go. Yay!

Another upside is that my hair is beginning to grow back. It’s a very light fuzz so far, but its definitely coming in. Another Yay!

The peeling skin on my fingers are nearly healed. Still a little tender since its all new skin, but getting better. Not much effect on my feet. A little dry, but not peeling or anything nasty. Triple Yay!

Had a day or two of not feeling the greatest, but that tends to pass fairly quickly, so I can’t complain. So, all in all … not a bad week.

And remember to repeat after me …“YOU ARE A CANCER WARRIOR”