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I rocked that bitch. Ass slaps and David Lee Roth kicks all around! Fifteen months down, seventy more years to go. Like a teenager who stayed up far too late watching a horror movie, home alone while her parents were away on business, I feel foolish for the past two weeks of worry, the frightful hours I [...] I’ve got rock climbing on the brain today. “Really Elly?” I hear you asking. “I don’t really think of you as the rock climbing type.” Yeah well, just because I’ve never actually attempted rock climbing doesn’t mean I can’t still use it as the basis for an analogy. I’ve never been to space, but still I [...] I’m having one of those days. I probably shouldn’t write on these days, yet obviously there’s a whole 800 words here cobbled into sentences and paragraphs. The brain is limping today, so forgive me if I wander. Sometimes cancer just sucker punches you in the face and screams, “I’m your worst nightmare and don’t you forget it.” [...] It’s time for another installment of “Some People Really Should Not Have Access to Google.” In case you haven’t been paying attention, I like to compile a list of the weirdest internet searches that brought people to my BugginWorld. I’m a bit of a prude (and stalker) at heart. So when I’m prattling on about my [...] Since it’s a “family” holiday and all that jazz, I thought I’d try and not curse in this post. Seeing as how that’s like asking me to not breathe, I obviously can’t do it for very long. So I’m stealing someone else’s post. It’s lovely, and thoughtful, and appropriate in my mind. She also put her spin [...] I dreamt I was an old lady. I walked with a cane and wore ugly orthopedic sandals over thick rag socks. I puttered about in the tiny cozy kitchen in my tiny cozy house as an even older Rocco handed me a beautifully painted casserole dish. I dusted it with flour while Rocco carried a cheese [...] It’s cold, rainy and brutally depressing here in the North East. Yay. It’s been a long hard week, Interwebz. Just to recap, it all started with a relaxing dinner where I sucked royally at preparing a family friend for his first round of chemo. Then I held my friend’s hand as she looked at her sweet dog’s [...] We interrupt today’s regularly scheduled blog to announce yet another wonderful person is embarking on the fight of his life. Fuck you, cancer. Fuck you, lymphoma. While we’re at it and it simply can’t be said enough – fuck you, Rod Stewart. Rocco has a friend whose husband was recently diagnosed with some crazy rare form of [...] I know you’ve got to be getting tired of hearing about my chemo brain in all my ramblings on the Interwebz. Day after day it’s my go to excuse for the stupid things I do – locking myself out of the house, placing dinner in the oven but never turning it on, continuing to watch Parks [...] |
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