For Ardele...

Ran again today for Barbara's mom, Ardele. She had surgery yesterday to remove a floating tumor which had wrapped itself around her bowel, causing problems. Next step for Ardele is chemo. Keep her in your thoughts!

Ya'll have no idea how much I can't wait for spring. I'm so tired of being inside for these runs. *sigh*

Today's miles: 4.0
Total so far: 29.35
Still to go for goal: 470.65

Playing in my head: Ring my Bell Where do these things come from?



It's been the saddest loneliest strangest thing this weekend cleaning the house and sweeping all these hardwood and tile floors to find that I'm sweeping only dust and no dog hair...

Playing in my head: just the swishing of my broom on the floor

More Inspirations... Why I'm here

I've got a couple more names to add to the Inspiration List today. First there is Ryan. Ryan is a teenager who has been battling cancer for a year or more now. He lives by my MIL out in Colorado and continues working at his job even on the days when she says it is obviously challenging because he doesn't appear to feel well. I'll run for Ryan some day soon.

And Maudie is being added as well. She's another Breast Cancer survivor. Thanks Alta for the new Inspirations!

Heading for the shower and then my mile long list of things I want to finish up before I head to the airport. Have a good afternoon!

Playing in my head: Wishin' and Hopin' by Ani DiFranco on the My Best Friend's Wedding Soundtrack

For Leona...

I'm dedicating today's run to Leona. Learn more about here from Bluegrass Mama at the link. I'll be back to post the mileage in a couple of hours. I hope you are all enjoying your Sunday. I awoke to find frosting in the trees. We've had more snow. I am so ready for winter to end. And it's only the end of February. We haven't even entered the snowiest month yet.

Keli comes home from her whirlwind trip to Colorado this evening. Hope she had an enjoyable, if short, visit with her little sister. She'll go through Maria withdrawals again for a while, I'm sure.

Back from the treadmill (with a cordless phone - I'd probably bring a cell phone if we had a signal in the basement! But "Can you hear me now?" uhhh, WHAT???)...

Today's miles: 4.25
Total so far: 25.35
Still to go for goal: 474.65

Playing in my head: some random song from Narada - we have so much of their stuff that it is all a jumble...


Rock on...

LOOK who is headlining RockFest one day this year??? At least RockFest as it plays in Cadot Wisconsin???

Holy Moly. Petty. In Wisconsin. What's a girl to do? *sigh*

Oops! My bad... heh.

Playing in my head: Only a Broken Heart from Wildflowers by Tom Petty

All the Cool Kids Are Doing it...

Yeah, I know I'm a little behind doing this, but I haven't been in the mood to meme... So what are you gonna do?

bold the states you've been to, underline the states you've lived in and italicize the state you're in now...

Alabama / Alaska / Arizona / Arkansas / California / Colorado / Connecticut / Delaware / Florida / Georgia / Hawaii / Idaho / Illinois / Indiana / Iowa / Kansas / Kentucky / Louisiana / Maine / Maryland / Massachusetts / Michigan / Minnesota / Mississippi / Missouri / Montana / Nebraska / Nevada / New Hampshire / New Jersey / New Mexico / New York / North Carolina / North Dakota / Ohio / Oklahoma / Oregon / Pennsylvania / Rhode Island / South Carolina / South Dakota / Tennessee / Texas / Utah / Vermont / Virginia / Washington / West Virginia / Wisconsin / Wyoming / Washington D.C /

Go HERE to have a form generate the HTML for you.

Saturday evening...

It's crazy having a whole day at home to putz around and not have anybody around needing me to do anything for them. I'm scattered. The coffee is good. The music is nice. The kitchen is almost clean, but not. The laundry is finished and put away. The plants are watered. I still need to run out and get the mail. Doing that next.

Have done a little writing. Have tossed a little stuff. Have boxed up a little stuff. Have worked on the Relay site. Have done some thinking. It's dark already. The day has gone so quickly. I didn't go out at all. I thought I would, but I didn't.

We're supposed to get bad weather tonight. There is a storm warning. I wish we had Garden State but Keli loaned it out. Guess I'll do some more writing. That would be better for me anyway. I haven't finished blog walking yet, either. Or the Relay stuff. I'm having some problems with the dang color stuff. Aargh. Anyway, I've got lots keeping me busy. I still have scarves to get cracking on, too.

What are you doing for fun this weekend? Who blogs on the weekend? Guess I'll find out as I finish up the blog walk.

Playing in my head: Bedshaped by Keane

For Cissie...

Today's run is in honor of Cissie who is currently fighting a battle with breast cancer down in Florida. Cissie is the mom of Keith's sister-in-law, Nancy, wife of his brother, Scott. She'll be getting the results back for scans that were done this past week. She has just learned of her cancer recently and it has come as a shock to the family as it does to all families.

Sending strength and healing vibes to Cissie in her fight. Adding her to the inspiration list...

Today's miles: 4.1
Total so far: 21.1
Still to go for goal: 478.9

And I add more names to the list today, too! I'm adding Jack to the list. Jack is the Grandfather to Adam and Brandon, two good friends of Keli's. Jack is in the hospital now for treatment for his cancer of which I know no details, but I add him to the Honor list and will run for him in the near future.

I'm also adding Bea to the list. Bea is Mother-in-law to Robert and is a breast cancer survivor, so she is also going on the honor list. I'll be running for her in the near future, as well! And Robert? Thank you again for your donation to the Relay For Life!

Now I have things to accomplish around here. But I'll be back.

Playing in my head: Can't Stop Now by Keane


Fun with text messages... fun to ME anyway...

Well, the kiddo is on a flight to Colorado! I'm heading down to the treadmill because I just drank a tall Vanilla Latte after meeting Keith at Caribou in Chanhassen to handoff the week's worth of mail before heading home and dropping him back at his apartment.

Keli and I had a brief text-messaging exchange after she met up with her grandparents when they got off their plane from Atlanta. I had left her over an hour before in the airport so I wanted to make sure everything was okee-dokee... Oh, preface - She absolutely despises (I cannot stress this enough) DESPISES shortcut/shorthand words of any sort. So I like to throw them in just to torque her jaw. :) It's my job. I'm her mother.

Me: Did they ever find you?
Her: Yep.

Then my phone rang and her grandma called me to say they had connected and she knew it was Keli because she could smell the cough drops from down the hall. Kel really caught a nasty cold the other day and she sounds awful. I gave her some decongestant before I unloaded her at the airport, though. Hopefully that will help on the flight. Then after we hung up while I was waiting for Keith, I decided to text her one last time...

M: Have a great trip! I wuv u. U R 2 GOOD 2 B TRU!

Keith came out then and I drove him over to his apartment and dropped him off. Then it was the hour drive back home. When I was almost there, I noticed that I had messages. I pulled them up...

H: *innocent smile*

:) Gotta love that kid. She's gonna have me laughing off and on all weekend over that. Now I'm going to jump on the treadmill while I wait for the call that they arrived safe and sound in Colorado.

Tonight's run is for Elaine's son, Scott. He has esophagus cancer. I will never forget the fear that filled us when we waited for the results of Keith's biopsies a few years back when we thought he had this frightening diagnosis. The esophagus is lined with lymph nodes, so that is one difficult cancer to fight. It has also reached Scott's stomach, and I believe his liver. I'll be back to post the miles. It is a late-night one, so I'm afraid it won't be high-mileage...

Today's miles: 3
Total so far: 17
Still to go for goal: 483

Playing in my head: Everybody's Changing by Keane

For Elaine...

Ran yesterday for Elaine, mom's old high school friend and the "office lady" when I was in school. She was a darned nice lady. And I realized when her son was recently diagnosed, that I'd never gotten her on the inspiration list. So this one was for you, Elaine. She's on my "In Memory of" list. :( I'll be back later to post more. Now I'm off to write with Mystical Marge!

Yesterday's miles: 3.5
Total so far: 14
Still to go for goal: 486

Playing in my head: Sally's Song From Nightmare Before Christmas - Don't know why - I just woke up with it...


For Lois...

I ran yesterday for Lois. Mom met her in Florida during their recent trip. She is yet another breast cancer survivor. While we're on the subject. Head over to the Pink Ribbon site and give a click today to provide free mammograms to women in need, would you please? Let's bump up their numbers today. Thanks.

I've got parent/teacher conferences this evening. Last night was girls' night. It was a quiet one. Just me and Jena and my mom. Caitlin had homework, Erin had an art class and Keli has a horrible cold. So today I'm working again on the Hudson Relay website, working at pulling together stuff for the team meeting we're going to have next week, and giving some thought to what Kel needs/wants for her birthday, and trying to finish up the fundraising letters so I'll be able to get the stack of them into the mail this weekend. Tomorrow is Friday already! Unbelievable.

I get to write with Mystical all morning, then I have lunch and a meeting with a teammate, then I have a couple of hours to do Relay work before I pick up Keli from school, fly to Hudson for a massage (yes! I said massage!), then take Keli to the airport (she gets to go in an airplane with her lovely headcold. Lucky girl!) where she'll fly off to see her baby sister for the weekend. I'll head out to see Keith for a quick rendesvous to give him some paperwork and such because he won't be home for the weekend, and then I come back here for the rest of a quiet weekend all alone.

All alone. Nobody else. Not even a dog.

Yesterday's miles: 3.5
Total so far: 10.5
Still to go for goal: 489.5

Playing in my head: Soundtrack from Wicked but not just in my head. I can't take the silence today.


A Mathematical Challenge...

I've got a photograph which is 419 pixels wide. I need the photograph to be 300 pixels wide. I have narrowed it as much as possible without starting to cut out people who are relevant to the theme! How do I make this photo smaller!??! All I have to work with is Microsoft Office Picture Manager.

Experts? This is quite a puzzler for me this morning.

I need coffee. Perhaps that would help.

Anti-Stepford Day?

Bluegrass Mama was having a little discussion yesterday about the whole Stepford phenomenon and it occurred to me that it would be such a wonderfully freeing thing if those of us who aren't so Stepford-inclined could just celebrate that um, lack of perfection(?) with our own 'outing' such as the one she went through yesterday... We could call it Anti-Stepford Day.

Perhaps we could make a contest out of it. "I'm less Stepford than YOU are."

Just a thought tripping through my head after 90 minutes of sleep last night... Thoughts?

And the List Gets Longer...

My buddy Hutch adds two names to the list tonight... Chris T and Linda E both work at the library down where she is and both have breast cancer. They're on the list and I'll run for each of them soon. And those caramel candy bars? They'll be in the mail by the weekend. Or else I'll have to drive them down. And I don't think you want me in the car for over an hour with your caramel candy bars. Nope. Not a good idea.

I didn't get my run in today. Already I've missed a day. Not the way to get this thing off to a strong start. But it was a busy day! I had a dentist appointment at the greatest dental office in the universe. I love my dentist. Really. And how many people can say that? I saw my hero while I was there - that would be my hygenist, B. She's my hero because she is the caregiver extraordinaire. Her husband is going on two years now with his cancer battle. It has been a fight, too. That would be Bernie over there on my list. They're some strong people, B&B...

After the dentist I got to go to lunch with Marge (that's MYSTICAL Marge to you! ;) heh). We went to Baker's Square and skipped the pie. We skipped the pie because she said her mommy had baked her a chocolate chiffon cake for her birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARGE!!!!!!) and said we should come over and have a piece if we wanted to after lunch. So we headed that direction.

The first thing we noticed was that her mom must have just left. Her garage door was open and the light was still on in the garage door opener. So we went up to Marge's place to see her beautiful Golden, Katie... Katie has the most incredible smile you could ever imagine. I'm serious. Her dog smiles. It's the weirdest/goofiest/most beautiful thing ever. She's just silly, that dog. And we saw the kitties, too. And we took off our coats and headed down the stairs, listening to her mommy's dog, Gracie, pacing at the bottom of the steps, waiting for us to open the door and say hello.

After a couple of minutes visiting with Gracie, we wandered around looking at Marge's Mom's because I hadn't seen the place since before she moved in and things had changed a lot. Then Marge headed toward the kitchen to check out the cake and see if her mom left any clues as to where she had gone. And then...

"Gracie! What did you DO!" Must have been something bad from the tone of Marge's voice. I walked around the corner to get a look and noticed that half of the cake was gone. I could smell it, though. It smelled so good. And I knew that Gracie was going to be in such bad trouble. She was sent straight outside. And do you know where Marge's mommy had gone?

She had driven to the store a few minutes away to get candles. For the cake. Because she only had a few.

And oooooh, she was mad.

We didn't have cake.

MM: Well, I guess that explains what happened to that missing loaf of bread.
Marge: Yeah. I guess it does.

I laughed a lot. And I told Marge to go get her camera because that cake really needed its picture taken.

Today's miles: 0
Total so far: 7
Still to go for goal: 493

Playing in my head: 867-5309 Jenny by ??? is it J Geils band??? I can never remember and I'm too lazy to look it up.


For Jan...

I ran today for Jan, dear friend of Joy's. Here is what Joy tells me about Jan (not my first indication that my running days were far from over...):

If you are still taking requests to run for, my husbands first ex wife was diagnosed with breast cancer just before Christmas, when they removed the lump they discovered no lymphatic involvement, but there is vascular and she is going to have a second surgery today and then begin chemo and radiation to try and kill everything. She has stage II, grade three invasive ductal carcinoma. She's a dear friend of mine and I love her much...

Today's miles: 3.0
Total so far: 7.0
Still to go for goal: 493

Playing in my head: Fame by David Bowie

RIP, Sandra Dee...

Oh! Gidget has died! The end of an era... :(

Is anyone else noticing if they stay at my blog very long that it never stops loading? It just runs and runs and runs... heh. Kinda like me! :)


I finally got my fundraising letter written and in final form. Now I just have to put in a new thing of ink and I'll be ready to print and figure out who is going to be on the receiving end. :) I'm not big on the whole fundraising thing. I'm hoping the letter will sell itself and I won't have to do follow-up letters and it will be a big hit like last year. Or lots of people will jump online when they see they have that option and next year will be a huge online thing for the whole team.

Didya hear that team? All 60% that aren't online yet? :) And me, the online chair. *sigh* I gotta be more annoying, obviously. heh.

Playing in my head: Working for a Living by Huey Lewis and the News, I believe...

Happy Golden Birthday, Nephew!

Hope your day is as special as you are...

Happy Birthday, Cory!


The first run of the new session...

Running today for Ardele because they just found out about her cancer and because that was a heck of a way for daughter Barbara to have to spend her 34th birthday.

Today's miles: 4.0
Total so far: 4.0
Still to go for goal: 496

And I added another couple of names to the list this weekend, besides those listed in yesterday's post. I added Leona, who was a friend of Cat's and lost the battle against breast cancer last year. I also added Ardele, Mother of Barbara, who is fighting the battle right now. I see she has set up a Caring Bridge page for Ardele, too. Once I get the page from her for that (if she wants to let me know) I'll link it here with her name so we can keep track of her progress. Also, those of you who are using my list for your prayer chains can check in on her once in a while and send her a message of encouragement. I think Caring Bridge websites rock.

And yes, yesterday wasTom Petty. The lyrics were from his Wildflower CD.

Playing in my head: soundtrack from Meet Joe Black (yes, I watched it AGAIN while I ran...


Didya miss me?

Time to move on. Time to get goin'. What lies ahead I have no way of knowin'...

Who can tell me what that's from? I still have prizes to get out from my last couple of contests. This one isn't a prize-bearing contest. Just a pat on the back for a little obscure quote from something we really like around here.

(and that was a hint for those of you who know something about us)

Okay. It's been a busy week in Kinnic-land. First we lost the baby-dog (Jen
I can't thank you enough for your kindnesses). A little blog-it-forward to a woman with a heart of gold. Go give some lovin' to one of the most beautiful bloggers I've ever met, please. Visit Jenorama. Now. Don't pass Go. And when you are done visiting her, come back here and read on because I have more to say.

I'm starting again. Yes, I finished the 500 mile return. But. I cannot stop there. Because the minute I stopped, the names began to pour in. It seems that cancer is an insidious beast. What? You already knew that? Yeah. So did I. This is what I learned this week...

My mom met a new friend on her trip to Florida. Her name is Lois. I need to add her to the list because she is a fighter of breast cancer. Keith's brother Scott? His mother-in-law, Cissie, just found out that she has breast cancer. My mom's classmate, Elaine, who died of cancer not long ago, has a son Scott. I just learned at the RFL meeting on Thursday night that he has esophagus and stomach cancer. And right here, on this blog in my comments, Joy asked if I was still taking running requests. You bet, Joy. Consider Jan, who is also battling breast cancer, added to the list.

So you see, I cannot possibly stay home, now that I am here. I am taking off again today. I like the whole 500-mile theme (besides, I've got the whole email address and blogspot address and everything...) and so, 500-miles it is.

I'll be back to post the mileage. And hopefully, a whole new template. A hate looking for new templates. And trying to get them funked in with all the extras in my blog. It can be very frustrating. But I love it when I've got the change made. I get bored easily.

Oh, and one more bit of news, brought to me yesterday by Miss Marvelous Marge, my dear writing partner.

It's that time again! Oh yes, boys and girls. Get out those peeps you've been saving up all year long and put your thinking caps on because it's time for the second annual Peeps Diorama contest!

I hope some of you enter and I wish you luck!

If that link to the contest doesn't work for you (because of needing to be registered or something) let me know and I'll just give the details.

Today's miles: Took today off to mentally prepare :)
Total so far:
Still to go for goal:


Valentine's Day 2005

The day our hearts broke... letting go.

Rest in peace, dear friend. You were a good buddy and a comfort when comfort was needed. You always had a playful spirit, right up until the end. You will be truly missed.

Playing in my head: silence... lots of very sad silence...


Sunday - and the final countdown...

I hear a very low helicoptor out there. I think they're trying to get a peek in the hot tub. :)

It's raining out there right now. Nasty gray and gloomy weather. Fitting skies for my mood this afternoon.

Today I'm running for Stacey's friends Noel and Ian. Noel is battling breast cancer. And Ian? Ian is Noel's son, and received a bone marrow transplant as treatment for leukemia about a year ago. Stacey and her husband Bill have been a couple of my fabulously huge supporting contributors in my Relay for Life fundraising efforts. So go visit them and share some love. Thank you both, so much!

Update: I finished the 500 miles in a much different way than last time. There was little in the way of fanfare today, I'm afraid, but this was to be expected, given the circumstances... There was no finish line to cross (a bit harder on a treadmill, granted), no Chariots of Fire blaring from the speakers, no medal placed around my neck... Meh, what's another five hundred miles, after all? ;) Now I need to do four scarves on order for my Auntie in Washington state. She sent me a hugedonation and called it my "downpayment on the scarves" so that's my next task. Then, who knows?

There are candy bars to sell, of course. Caramel ones at the moment. CARAMEL! Yummm...

And there is still a wonderdog to care for...

Now I must shower. Keli and I are off to a Henna for Tsunami party tonight. I can't wait!

But first, I want to say that the run was wonderful. I returned to some of the initial days of the running when I really concentrated on that inspiration list and I spent time sending healthy cells and energy out through the universe to Ian and Noel. I turned off the movie for a while and just gave them all my mental energy. It was really good medicine for the run. I recommend it highly.

Today's miles: 4.5
Total so far: 500
Still to go for goal: 0

Since this is the second of my 500 miles, this is actually my 1000th mile since I began on November 15th, 2003. Not a stellar performance in the world of the REAL runners, but pretty big shite for me.

Playing in my head: Chariots of Fire Theme

Happy Birthday, Bonnie!

Happy Birthday, Bonnie!


For Bear...

My Shadow...

Today's miles: 5.6 down
Total so far: 495.5
Still to go for goal: 4.5 to go...

I finish it tomorrow.

Playing in my head: Carry On by Crosby, Stills and Nash

Getting close!

Had a busy morning and am really exhausted. But I am so close to the end and I really want to finish this weekend and celebrate while Keith is home and be done prior to the actual Valentine's Day deadline, so I have to kick in with a couple of bigger runs today and tomorrow. *sigh* I was up late last night.

The dog had a bad day yesterday. It's funny. Just when I think he is better, as in - fully over the pancreatitus, he has a serious setback. I really didn't know if he would make it through the night the way he was acting yesterday in the late afternoon. He had this shallow breathing going on and then his breathing got rather rattly. He didn't seem to be in a lot of pain, but I upped the morphine a bit because the breathing made me wonder if it wasn't a shallow stress breathing thing because of pain and he was just not making pain noises.

Our baby...

I called Keith to find out how work was going and see if he would make it home in the evening. He was really stressed out. Things weren't going well there. He thought he'd have to work late and maybe even today. It didn't look good for his getting home until this afternoon. I didn't tell him how dire I thought things were for the dog. His dog. His buddy who helped him through these past few years since the brain tumor.

The reindeer boys

I talked to him again later. Much later. He said he was really tired but it looked like things were finally ramping down and he wouldn't have to work Saturday at all. So now he had to make the decision if he would try and drive home at night while he was tired or get up in the morning and drive home then while he was tired. I said, "If it was up to me, I'd tell you to do it tonight."

He was such a tiny thing when we brought him home. We were told he was the runt and wouldn't get very big... They lied.

So he thanked me for making the decision for him and packed his things and made the drive. He didn't get home until almost 2 in the morning. I had been working on cleaning and organizing the office and hauling old computer equipment to the basement and keeping an eye on the puppy. He was a lot better by that time but it was obvious this was not a normal pain attack. This was something much different. He'd had a couple of "coughing" attacks where it seemed he was trying to cough something otu of his lungs or something. His breath during those attacks smelled very "sick". His breathing was still very shallow. I noticed a hardness to his abdomen, maybe a lump under his ribcage. But the morphine had helped calm him. He was resting. And now Keith was home.

Jen, if you found any dog hairs in your scarf, Bear was trying it on for size...

I explained when he got home that I had been trying to get him there because Bear was in bad shape. I said if things weren't much improved by morning we were going to the vet. Which we did.

He's got soul-full eyes... (Porkchop indeed!)

Bear has a sizeable mass in his abdomen by the spleen. We pulled out the old x-rays of the area and had another look at them today with a more critical and wiser set of eyes now that we know about and can feel the new mass. The spleen back then (September) was very irregular and enlarged. There were a lot of strange things in his radiographs at the time and we all agreed to adopt a wait and see attitude at the time while we put him on antibiotics. Now looking at them, there is a noticeable whiteness to his lungs that could indicate metastes... The veterinarian now wonders if the pancreatitis could be a secondary effect of cancer or if the cancer could be a secondary effect of long term pancreatitis...

An oldie but a goodie

So today, while I do have a couple more names of people in the cue to run for, I hope you all will understand if I run for my Bear. We do not know for certain if the mass is even cancer. We won't know unless they do exploratory surgery (people feel these things must be considered at least if there is any chance) or needle biopsy of the mass. For the next few days we are keeping him as comfortable as possible with much more pain killers than before while decisions are made.

sorry for the grainy texture. old photo of a photo.

Friday's miles: 4.8
Total so far: 489.9
Still to go for goal: 10.1

I'll be back to post the miles.

This is one of Bear's favorite spots in the house because he can see the road, watch the bird feeders on squirrel patrol and keep me company while I'm at the computer.

Playing in my head: It's a Beautiful Day by U2


Thanks! and some good news for a change...

You folks all ROCK for your information and help! I'm going to e-mail each of you back for your call to arms in your comments and e-mails, but first I have get to go off and write with Mystical Marge for the morning. I was struck down in bed in the fetal position with a hot pad all day yesterday (except for when I was driving the teen around), so I didn't get to make any responses then...

But I did get great news from Keith. He walked home from work for lunch and made a mess of phone calls and talked with the insurance company for a long time (getting bumped from person to person). It seems that when we started this fight a couple of months ago and they began pulling all of the information together and let the hospital know that there was an appeal being started, everything was put on hold by the billing department. But I guess the hospital simply got tired of waiting, and thus, the bill that arrived on our doorstep a couple of days ago, due in ten days. Well, the answer from yesterday's converations was that they had approved payment of said bill (less our deductible, of course) and that the letter had just gone out to the hospital.

SO, the hospital was just being totally impatient and not waiting for an answer to the appeal and giving us undue stress and adding to Keith's already bad heart! :-/ Thanks...

Playing in my head: Eye of the Tiger by Survivor (see how easily influenced my earworms are, Kathy?)


Thursday morning - wee hours...

Well, the girls and I went and had a little dinner (and it was oh-so-memorable, but not exactly in a good way), then we did a little shopping on this evening of ours. We did a bit of laughing, and then I took them home. Not our biggest and most happening of girls' nights, but we got together and spent time with each other instead of sitting at home in our own seperate worlds. A definite improvement over cleaning the house. And we already have plans for next week. Noodles & Co! I didn't know anyone around here hadn't been there yet. And Jena keeps talking about wanting pasta. So to Noodles we will go! We're saving up our appetites...

I'd better get running! :)

In the meantime, I'm po'd. We have an insurance company refusing to pay for some medical crap that is going to cost us an arm and a leg. It's going to be awfully hard to run without that leg... and learning to crochet with only one arm is going to take me a really long time. I think I'll probably catch on to the one armed typing fairly quickly since I've always been a really fast typist. Anybody who has had luck fighting insurance battles in the past and might have advice, we could sure use some. Fast. We have ten days to pay a huge freaking bill.

I have work to do on my other website now. Thanks for listening to my rant. G'night.

Playing in my head: Jive Talkin' Thank YOU, Kathy Howe!


Bits and Pieces of my mind...

Jen said: "Wow, my eyes have been opened to how closely cancer affects us all."

Almost makes you want to stop smokin' or something. ;-) If that sounds nasty, it wasn't meant to. I mean it with love. Cuz I hate to see you shortening your life every time you have one.

Wish my niece would call me back so we could plan a little girls' night.

There are some big fat snowflakes falling out there right now. *sigh* I'm so ready for winter to be over. Yeah. That's right. You heard me. And it's only February 9. I know.

I need to get some socks on. My feet are all blue and cold and shite. And I'm at home. Imagine that.

I should be organizing and cleaning in this room that I have all torn apart. But if I sit with my back turned just so, I can't even see the mess that is my office. I only see the desk that is totally cleared off (let's not talk about the fact that I mostly just shifted it to other parts of the room, okay?).

Oh! There's the phone. Guess that cleaning will have to wait. I have a date. Don't know what we're doing now, but it's more important. Life is what happens when we're busy worrying about how messy our house is. I've got some terrifically fun girls ready to go have some fun with me now and they are growing up right in front of my eyeballs. I'm going to enjoy them while I've got them around me. The house can wait. It'll still be here when I get back.

I owe Hutch a big thank you for kick-starting the Big 500-Mile Finish by Valentine's Day! In her honor, I give you this wonderful photo of the two of us in our matching bowling sweaters from the other day when we had lunch. :) It makes me smile.

Playing in my head: scattered thoughts, as you can see

For Pat K...

Today I ran for Pat K. She was the mother of my stamping demonstrator of Saturday. We were just sitting around chatting as we enjoyed a hot drink and I started on the ginormous (Kel's word) cinnamon roll that my sis-in-law made for our enjoyment before getting going on the second card I was going to make. When Sue (the demonstrator) happened to mention that it was hard to believe it was coming up on a year since her mom died already. She lost her to pancreatic cancer last April. And I add her to my list of inspirations...

Today's miles: 4.62
Total so far: 485.1
Still to go for goal: 14.9 (woot - I'm getting down there! what's next?)

Tuesday's mileage: 3.8
Total so far: 480.48
Still to go for goal: 19.52

Monday's slow mileage: 3.2
Total: 476.68
Still to go for goal: 23.32

Also today, I'm adding another name to my list of inspirations and I'll be running for her later this week - tomorrow... Her name is Dori, and she has a blog called No Bra Required. Check it out. She is another Breast Cancer Warrior and she is battling hard as I write/run. Prayers going out.

Playing in my head: The Only Living Boy in New Yorkoff The Garden Track Soundtrack (what else???) by Simon and Garfunkel


Clue Number Three!

I hate that it is only difficult because the photos are so bad!

Here is your third clue. I'll be back with the giveaway this afternoon if nobody gets this one. And if that one doesn't give it to you, I'm going to take some more photos with higher lighting of our three major stars later today (because the video goes back tomorrow morning!)... Meh, I think I'll give clues three and four now...

Clue three in WWKW...

And number four!

Going back to bed with an icepack. Robert, I seriously don't know how you do this migraine thing on a regular basis. I certainly can't remember how I used to do it, either.


Sunday bullets...

A couple of notes for Sunday -

  • I wasn't figuring in any migraines when I jumped on the "Finish the 500 For Valentine's Day!" feat suggested by Hutch. Today's mileage is going to be slow going so as not to raise the blood pressure. But I will get something posted or fall pitifully behind. May not post them until tomorrow, however.

  • Haloscan is testing some new code this weekend, so there may be some noticeable problems with commenting (like not being able to see that there are comments in a post for example?).

  • I see there aren't people guessing at this latest movie so I'm adding a second photo clue. Not an obvious one. The third will be more helpful if this one isn't.

Yes, those are nekkid man butts. Hope nobody is overly offended.

  • Heading out soon to return Keith to his apartment. Is everyone off at Superbowl parties today?

  • It's snowing here. I'm hoping for good roads. I'm not feeling much up to a difficult drive on slick ones. What happened to the beautiful spring weather of last week? I want summer now. Winter can clear on out as far as I'm concerned.

  • Today's miles are dedicated to Angelia, daughter of yesterday's stamp party demonstrator. Angelia is a Brain Tumor Warrior! I'll add her to my Inspirations list now, too. She is doing great after having her tumor removed.

Okay. Time for a quick shower to help me wake up, post the second clue for WWKW, and get on the road. I'll be back after that for a long slow walk to get some mileage posted for Angelia.

Today's miles: 3.5
Total so far: 473.48
Still to go for goal: 26.52

Playing in my head: the sound of the coffee grinder as Keith prepares beans to take back to his apartment...



Today's run is in honor of Bluegrass Mama's husband, Steve. She says about him: "My husband is a survivor, too; he had an astrocyoma in his spinal cord. He has some permanent nerve damage from it, but over 16 years later, life is good!" So I've added him to my Honor Roll and dedicate today's miles to him! It's always good to hear about these long-time survivors!

Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONTH, BONNIE! I had a great time at my very first ever Stamp party today. Now if I can just make a decision about what I want to buy from the catalog full of beautiful stuff. I know it will all come in handy for doing the scrapbooking that I'd like to get brave enough to try, too...

Okay. Off to the treadmill and a movie. I'll be back to post the mileage and the photo soon... What Will Keri Watch today?

Today's miles: 4.2
Total so far: 469.98
Still to go for goal: 30.02

Sorry that it is so dark. I didn't realize it at the time, or I would have turned the lights up a little bit. Hope you can still see our hero well enough to identify the movie of the hour...

Playing in my head: Popular from Wicked (2003 Original Broadway Cast Recording)

For Kathleen... updated and bumped

Today's (Thursday's) run, done for Kathleen, wife of Vince (who, if you go visit Busy Mom, you'll learn is doing better!), and is a survivor herself!

Sorry I didn't get back to update this until NOW!

Okay - here is the photo for the first WWKW (yes, that's What Was Keri Watching?) contest in ages... For those of you who are newer to the blog, this is a little game we play in the doldrums of winter when I'm stuck inside on the treadmill watching movie after movie and I pull out the camera and tripod, snap a picture while running and anyone who likes, guesses what the movie is I happen to be running with that day. Prizes? Well, usually the prize is the satisfaction of being the first one to guess what the movie is. Someday I'll suprise the winner with something really exciting like a RFL keychain or pin or candybar! Yummy! ;) (still no caramel to be had, Hutch - sorry! But we're watching for them!)

This is a dead giveaway for anyone (maybe) who has seen the film... I haven't purchased it yet, but after hearing the music again and laughing out loud last night, I may just have to. I might make Keith sit down and watch it with me tonight... If you haven't guessed by tomorrow at this time, I'll post another clue photo. I took video so I could get several still shots and not have to interrupt the run.

Today's miles:3.4 (for Kimberly who isn't well)
Total so far: 465.78
Still to go for goal: 34.22

Thursday's miles: 4.2
Total so far: 462.38
Still to go for goal: 37.62

Playing in my head: Space Oddityfrom our new Best of David Bowie CD


Thursday Book Meme...

Yes, two memes in one day... So shoot me. This one comes from the girl who does the book meme, Jen and Heith.

1. What is your opinion of poetry? Do you love it, hate it, can't live without it, or wish all poets would be stranded on a desert isle?

What if I'm a middle-of-the-roader? I wouldn't die without it but I wouldn't put the poets out on an iceberg, either.

2. What is your favorite poem? Copy and paste it here in your answer (and yes, if your favorite poem happens to be a dirty limerick, so be it- share away).

My favorite poem is "Lemon Pie" by Bill Holm. I think I've posted it before, but I'd be happy to do it again.

For your last Thanksgiving in Minneota I invited half the universe,
Holm's single-handed feed-the-hungry, stuff-the-lonesome-stranger
with turkey and giblets and pie. Already death had winked at you
once or twice from behind its shadowy curtain.

My neighbors pitched in with gravy, bread, and labor. Thursday morning
Tom brought lemon pies, steaming, acid-sweet smell,
majestic meringues, soaring peaks of beaten egg white.
On the table cooling, you smelled them, found a fork,
and, a mischievous sweet-toothed boy, were set to violate a hot meringue,
when I walked in and said, sharp of voice, "Get the hell out of there!
Those hot pies will be ruined if you dig into them."

"So what?" You shot me an insulted look. "They're only pies.
Eat them yourself." You skulked out into the morning. Toward night
your snit evaporated, and you resumed your usual grace and humor.
By then I'd grown my guilty conscience, remembering
that you lived under sentence of impending death.

I should have kept my mouth shut, one nagging inner voice
said to another, watched you put an entire hot lemon pie
into your gullet. What a hard business being human -
all we know and remember shadows every simple act.

The next Thanksgiving you lay close to death, all food
loathsome, indigestible. Kept half alive with cans
of glutinous Ensure, we made a lemon pie to tempt you
into one more small pleasure, but you impaled
the pie with a fork, left it standing upright in the meringue,
and turned away, lost to all joy.

We are who we are until we aren't anything anymore but air.
I carry that steaming pie to my own grave, offering it to you
over and over again, atonement. I hear your wry voice
saying, as it said so often:
"Eat dessert first; life is short and uncertain."

Bill Holm
From Playing the Black Piano: Poems 2004

3. Do you have a favorite poet or a favorite collection of poetry? Along the same vein, is there a particular poet that you don't really care for? Why?

Yes, this particular collection of Bill Holm's poetry happens to be my favorite collection. We have several books at the house from ee cummings (Keith's favorite, I believe) and many others to fill one little section of our library. But this is my favorite. There isn't anything or any poet whose work I find loathesome.

4. Do you consider songs to be a form of poetry? Why or why not?

Yes, I do consider songs to be a form of poetry going back to the very earliest music historically.

5. Do you write poetry? If so: 1) would you consider posting one of your poems with your answer so we may all read it; and 2) what inspires you to write your poetry?

I write little rhyming verses for special occasions for the family. I wrote one last year a year after my grandmother's passing and I wrote one after Danny's death and for my parents' anniversary, my dad's heart attack, etc. I've posted all of them at some point, I think. The inspiration are big life-altering events that stop me in my tracks, I guess.

Musical meme - because Jen tagged me...

A meme from Jen...

1. Song that sounds like happy feels:

Definitely the Charlie Brown music by Vince Guaraldi.

2. Earliest memory:

I assume this is the earliest song/music memory... - well I'd have to second Jen's Sesame Street here. That and an album I had of Disney hits. Especially the Siamese Cat song from Lady and the Tramp (IS that what it was from???)... I also remember a very distinct memory of playing in my backyard on the swingset as this little kid around the same age and singing the music from Hair - (This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius...) I was such a little hippie at heart... And being out camping and the "big kids" playing "Abraham, Martin and John" on the record player and really listening to it. I remember that very distinctly, too.

3. Last CD you bought:

I bought two at the same time - And they are both awesome! Best of David Bowie and The Garden State Soundtrack. There are so many Bowie tracks that I had forgotten about. They brought some great memories back as I listened to it, too.

4. Reminds you of school:

Elementary School:
Jeremiah Was a Bullfrog (Joy to the World) I remember sitting on top of the monkey bars singing this at the top of my lungs one summer as a kid.

Jr. High: Styx.

High School: Anything by Journey because we did so many Raidaire routines to their music...

College: Hmm. I had a dance class in college that I was taking to a) get over Raidaires and b) get through a physical education requirement and it was a mix of modern dance and some ballet stuff and it was the 80's and everyone was wearing leg warmers and tights and that whole Olivia Newton John "Let's Get Physical" getup and we all had us some over the top makeup and hair and you can see it, right? And god we were so serious jumping across that floor and spinning and oh goodness. So the music was all very Flashdance and Footloose and feverish... Yeah, "What a Feeling" and "Holding Out for a Hero".

5. Total music files on your PC:

500 now. Keli is in the process of purging a bunch of stuff and starting over and I haven't done anything yet with my iPod because I'm doing a lot of reading and researching so I don't screw anything up.

6. Song for listening to repeatedly when depressed:

Do people still do this in their forties? Even thirties? Or is this a "once you have kids you don't have time for the luxury" kind of thing? I don't think I've done it since high school, actually. I never really got into it then. I wasn't the sit around depressed kind of person, really. When people tell me about doing this when they were kids and the songs they listened to at the time, I have a bit of difficulty relating.

7. Song that sounds British, but isn't:

There is a song on now that I say sounds like Keane (Who actually are British and I guess I'm only confusing Keane with someone else entirely because there are so many new bands out) but Keli thinks sounds like the Beatles and she's right for at least part of the song, that is actually Jet. So, is Jet British? Looks like they are Australian born! I'll have to check that and get back with you. The name of the song is, "Look What You've Done."

8. Song you love, band you hate:

I honestly couldn't come up with anything here. I guess the closest I could come was (please, no hate mail, Colleen!!!) "Beth" from Kiss.

9. A favorite song from the past that took ages to track down:

10. Bought the album for one good song:

Tears for Fears: Songs From the Big Chair for "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" and ended up LOVING the entire album. Listened to it nonstop during the first three months of my marriage when I was stuck in base housing in the upper peninsula of Michigan.

11. Worst Song to Get Stuck in your Head:

First answer: If I actually think about something long enough to remember the song I hate most to have stuck in my head, I'll have it there for the next week. I am not going to go there.

And then: I went to take a shower. And as I stood there in the shower, doing those showerly things, song after song after song popped into my head and I thought, "Yes! THAT is the worst song to have stuck in my head. No, wait. THAT is the worst song. NO! By far, THAT is the worst song." But just before I finished showering... IT began pounding through my brain, reverberating over... and over... and OVER.... I swear it was written for this purpose only... to Drive.Me.Mad.

Starship's We Built This City... and now, thank you but I will have the damn song stuck in my brain f o r e v a h....

12. Best song to dump a beer on someone's head to, then storm out of the bar?

"I Don't Care Anymore" by Phil Collins

13. Who should do this next?

hmm... I tag: KathyC, Methinks, and a couple of people who have no blogs (I'll e-mail them to see if they'll play along and post their answers), Dana and Kim! and to get some male flesh into it if he is interested, though I know he doesn't like to do these sorts of things often, Ken. (If he wants to. But I'm not going to e-mail him! You've been warned, buddy!)


For Vince...

Today I'm running for Busy Mom's friend Vince. I'll be back to post the miles in a bit.

It sucks that the list keeps getting longer because the people I hear about keeps getting bigger. I'd really like to see cancer wiped out within my lifetime, instead of seeing it wipe out so many more people that I know and love. I sure appreciate so many of you helping me with my goal of doing whatev38.62er I can do. Bloggers ROCK. (Including those who only read and don't keep a blog of their own!)

Today's miles: 3.2 (now must dash - lunching with HUTCH!)
Total so far: 461.38
Still to go for goal: 38.62

And one more thing before I hit the treadmill. The new coffee maker has arrived... And I lurve it! No more new-fangled carafe that won't pour decently. Just a normal glass carafe that sits on a heated base. In fact, a base that can be heated or not, you just flip the switch. And the water stays heated in the maker all the time so you can make coffee in three minutes because the water is already hot. It's awesome.

But since this one didn't have the fancy carafe, Keith thought it was necessary to get Keli and I this fancy airpot to keep the coffee hot since we don't drink it fast enough:

Good thing he got the airpot, too. The new coffee maker is taking a little getting used to. I went to get it ready for morning last night before I went to bed so I wouldn't have so much to do at the crack of blackness when I got up this morning. Well, it's a little strange in that once you put the water in and close it up, it basically starts because of the feature it has of keeping some water hot all the time. I could have left it open, but that would have cooled the water and defeated the purpose and it would have taken much longer to make the coffee this morning. So I went ahead and let it brew last night. While that happened, I filled the airpot with really hot water to heat it well.

When the coffee was finished brewing, I dumped the hot water and filled the airpot with the coffee and figured I would have to reheat the coffee in the morning, but it would be an interesting test. Granted, it wasn't piping hot, but it was definitely drinkable without having to reheat anything for the drive to school this morning! We were pleasantly surprised! It wouldn't have worked had we needed to add milk, so it's good I had made the coffee, rather than Keith *coughcanyousayblackcough*!

Okay. Enough delay. Off to the treadmills for Vince.

Playing in my head: Put the Lime in the Coconut (why oh why????) whatever the real official title is...


There are more love songs than anything else. If songs could make you do something we'd all love one another.

Frank Zappa

For Ivan...

Today's run was for Ivan Noble. He was a writer for the BBC and since being diagnosed in August of 2002 with a brain tumor, he shared his experiences in an online diary. How I missed this until now, I do not know. I have searched the net far and wide for people with brain tumors in a never-ending quest to seek out experiences like ours. Unfortunately, I did not learn about his diary until today. Ivan died yesterday.

I'll be going back and reading through it now. It looks quite incredible. Here's a link to his first entry if you're interested. I'll be putting up a link on the left column of my blog, too. I'll have him listed in the honor section of my inspirations and I'll also have his diary listed in the other links (other cool peeps) section, as well.

Today's miles: 4
Total so far: 458.18
Still to go for goal: 41.82

Playing in my head: New Slang by The Shins from The Garden State Soundtrack

Progressive Poem...

It came here from Ken, who got it from Cindra. It started at Herman's (who is evidently one of Tine's friends). He begat it and then passed it along to Ieneke, who begat the second line. Tine begat the third line, with CarolC begating the 4th. She then passed it to Cindra, who begat line 5, giving it to Ken, who begat line 6. He nudged Vickie for some prose, and she penned the end of the second stanza and it was then passed my way. It is truly an international poem.

I'm drawned tonight
in the words of your eyes
they dragged me down...
with quiet sighs.

Tomorrow's promise
is yet to be defined
but we will be required
to make choices

Until that time

Line 9 is mine, colored wine for your pleasure... And I'm passing the baton to a few friends. Please take the poem to your blogs if you so choose, create a line 10 to your liking, and pass the poem on to bloggers of your pickings; one or more, it's up to you. They will then do as they like with it on their end and this poem which started with one line will have as many iterations as it could possibly have in the directions that it has gone.

Okay - I pass the baton on to the following bloggers if they choose to accept:

Sp00kalot (a brand new link-o-mine)