Prepare yourself. You have just sat down in front of your computer to check in on the blog. Excited to hear what may be new...well, I feel the need to tell you a story. It is a hunting story. No, no, no...you sit back down. Don't you dare change this page to something else. You must now do what I have had to do on numerous occasions...listen to a story that will take no doubt much longer than you could have imagined. But as a dutiful wife, I have to endure these stories...and because you are my friend, you must do the same.
I came home last night from a fun evening out with friends. After I settled the children to bed, I listened to the answering machine message. It was Roger Peters. He was leaving a message for Todd..."Todd, uh...I will try you on your cell phone. It's about that thing tomorrow."
Translation from the DNR Shoe president..."Todd, uh...I know your wife may not know about our hunting plans tomorrow so I will call you on your cell as I know I should not leave details for fear she may get upset."
True, there are plans to "scout" for the location of the deer hunting that will be taking place next week. Todd and Roger are going to head out to the Kettle Moraine. So after a busy morning of accomplishing one of the most grueling tasks Todd and I have partaken in together since marriage- installing kitchen cabinets- Roger is on his way over to go on this escapade. Todd has known Rog for a long time. He is usually a few minutes behind scheduled time. But this was a long time.
Finally Roger arrives. "Sorry I was late. I figured you'd understand." here's where the hunting story comes in. Was driving down my road...always wished i would see turkeys in this one field...thought they were turk vultures, binoculars...no, turkeys...wish i could....i can....went back home for gun...started through field...plowed field...deer out in front of me, plowing across the road, must of kicked 'em up...few times thought they spotted me...now in the dump part of the field...right next to washer and dryer..."Nice blind!" says Todd...up on my knee...shoot at the turk...jumps up into the air...follow with my gun...other turks look up to see what is going on...better shot at this one since I missed the other...down. Got 'em.
Now there were many other details I had missed and that is what the "...'s" are for.
I learn important lessons from these stories.
1. Take your time window shopping. What first may seem like a vulturous no-good deal, may turn out to be just what you were looking for.
2. You always have time to shoe hunt. Your friends, if true friends, will always wait.
3. Even when you feel like you are in a dump as in the instance of Rog hunting along side a washer and dryer that were dumped in the field, you may just find your prize. So don't be shy- you'd be amazed what I have found at those second hand stores!
4. And, as always, if first you don't succeed, Try, try again!
Try it the next time you have to listen to a hunting story...how does this apply to shopping? What valuable lesson might I learn?
Just to give you more of an idea as to who Roger Peters is, I thought I would include an email I received after last year's shoe hunt as a "Late Entry" (this is, of course, without Rog's permission. Sorry Rog. You understand.)
Dear Mrs. Carlton
I cannot remember the name of your group (New Freedom Maxi Club or New Rebellious Dixie Chicks or whatever it was) so I am sending this to you directly. I also realize it is too late for your "season", I did not apply for a permit, or even buy one of your licenses. But knowing who you are married to I don't think you can really judge me for "poaching" (Oh, by the way Ladies who are reading this, that is a whole nother story for another time so let me get back to Rog's note)...these beauties. Besides we all know the real deals are after the season right? So attached is a picture of my "kill shot". And here are the details on those bad boys:Size 13 (you need some room for thin socks), 18" tall (which makes the slot limit), in a beautiful forest green. Thought about going real tree camo but I like a more neutral boot myself. The solid green goes to every camo pattern to brush pants to Carhatt bibs. Nothing says dork like wearing real tree boots with advantage camo pants. Paalease, can you say tacky? They have the ATS traction soles which cut the mud like butter but don't clog up. They are scent free (smell like rubber to me but what the heck do I know, besides that just reminds me of Fleet Farm. Another hidden feature in these little gems, will it ever end, I think not!) They have an accordion type back with a cinch strap for a nice snug calf fit which also keeps debris from falling in and making a real mess on your pant legs.I could go on and on but you get the picture.
(Funny thing is, the letter doesn't end. As is typical of a hunter, the story continues and he does go on and on...)
These babies are loaded with features! They are not just a fashion/ style statement, they can literally walk the walk as they say. And oh yes, did I mention I got them for 30% off?! Going out of business sale. Sure, all sales are final and there are no returns, but I am sure you would agree, you would have to be an idiot to take something like this back.
So being a true hunter as I already was and now participating in your version of it, I have to be completely honest, while I enjoy the browsing, comparing, saving, and now bragging about my find (or kill as you might say), I'll still take the heart pounding, hands and voice shaking, adrenaline rush which ends with blood to your elbows and a gut pile at your feet over the store experience any day. But at least you made me think I was having a good time shopping. As good old Uncle Ted would say "Yah, let's go huntin' baby"! Hope you enjoyed my little rant.
Later,
Rog
(It didn't end yet...he has a P.S.)
P.S. I didn't even mention anything about the thinsulate. Can you think of a better material than that? Other than maybe Gore-tex. But that is just over kill and showing off when you are talking about a rubber boot. Should we just say status symbol for those who love to flaunt it?...you know the type...how petty.
(Is he done?)
Yes. But I would have to say this- I think Rog's adrenaline was pumping! So the only difference for Rog is really that he just didn't have the blood and guts when he was shoe hunting. And of course, that is because he wasn't shoe hunting with one of us- we can get pretty nasty when there is a good deal and only one shoe left in your size- watch out!
Love to you,
Paula
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
The Rut is Here!
For those of you who are not familiar with hunting, let me explain something. This time of year happens to be the best for deer hunting. It is when the rut is here. Let's just think back to our high school days. Remember when your boyfriend would literally do anything for you even if it meant it would get him killed just to see if he could end up scoring? Totally reminds me of Todd our senior year. The things he would do....OK, back to the rut. This basically is the exact same situation. The doe trots around...the buck frantically searches for her scent, so insanely that he often gets shot in the process totally unaware of his surroundings as he only has one thing on his mind! And if we want to further explain what this may feel like for the shoe hunter, I liken it to Pre-Holiday shopping! Sometimes the deals are so good, it becomes hard concentrating at what the task at hand may be! Forget the kids toys, these shoes are only $19.99 on sale plus 15% off plus a bonus no finance for 3 months! You get what I mean!
So Todd was successful this weekend hunting. He got a "big" doe. He said we needed some venison in the freezer. I was actually pretty happy with chicken, pork, salmon but it will now be full of sausage, hot sticks, back straps, and steaks. Now, if you are a novice venison cook, you could be in for some gamey style meat. I grew up in a house where the venison was "seasoned" with salt and pepper and placed in the oven to cook. Tough. I was surprised to find that it is delicious when prepared correctly. When I finished my shift from the Gas Hut at Fleet Farm in high school, I would stop by Todd's house to find venison steak and cheesy mashed potatoes!These have now become a household favorite with our boys.
There are many ways to season venison steaks but one of our favorites is a recipe we received from our good friend Roger Lemler (besides being a great cook, he is a wonderful home builder!) I thought it would be OK to share this marinade with you...
Red Meat Marinade- 1 cut up onion, 3/4 cup oil, 1/4 cup soy sauce, 1.5 tsp garlic powder, 1.5 tsp ground ginger, 3 tbsp honey, and 2 tbsp cider vinegar. Marinate the meat for several hours. I would cook this on the grill.
So I am sure this weekend, we will be having some venison. The deer was gutted and brought to the butcher the same day for processing. Now, let me tell you something- in the process of "gutting", Todd lost his wedding ring. I got notified of this by email today...
Title "Problem"
"lost my wedding ring in deer. Sorry."
My response "hmmmm"
And that is exactly what I thought for a while. Hmmm. I know this has happened to other guys. The ring, in the deer, in the woods. Uh, it's just a ring, cost maybe $50 dollars when we got it. We can get a new one.
Then I realized something. Todd has not taken that ring off once since we were married. I mean not once. In 12+ years, not once. Not once during volleyball when a lot of other guys do. Not once at a pool. not once to shower. not once. not at all. That ring is an amazing symbol of who he is to me. Absolute dedication. Not once when I have yelled at him. Not once while cursing "you did this to me" during the birth of our children. not once during PMS.
And get this. To top it off, the next email I get is this titled "re: problem"
"solved. Doug found it. Owe him $20 for metal detector".
You see, Doug Buechel had that happen to him. He knew what it meant (maybe not the way I see it).
2 great guys. The ring is back. Minus $20 and a case of beer.
Renee Janke said to me at a party this weekend, "hunters are really great guys." Simple statement but she sure is right. And though the hunting seasons may occupy a lot of time, I am lucky to be married to one.
Gotta go, the rut calls.
Peace,
Paula
So Todd was successful this weekend hunting. He got a "big" doe. He said we needed some venison in the freezer. I was actually pretty happy with chicken, pork, salmon but it will now be full of sausage, hot sticks, back straps, and steaks. Now, if you are a novice venison cook, you could be in for some gamey style meat. I grew up in a house where the venison was "seasoned" with salt and pepper and placed in the oven to cook. Tough. I was surprised to find that it is delicious when prepared correctly. When I finished my shift from the Gas Hut at Fleet Farm in high school, I would stop by Todd's house to find venison steak and cheesy mashed potatoes!These have now become a household favorite with our boys.
There are many ways to season venison steaks but one of our favorites is a recipe we received from our good friend Roger Lemler (besides being a great cook, he is a wonderful home builder!) I thought it would be OK to share this marinade with you...
Red Meat Marinade- 1 cut up onion, 3/4 cup oil, 1/4 cup soy sauce, 1.5 tsp garlic powder, 1.5 tsp ground ginger, 3 tbsp honey, and 2 tbsp cider vinegar. Marinate the meat for several hours. I would cook this on the grill.
So I am sure this weekend, we will be having some venison. The deer was gutted and brought to the butcher the same day for processing. Now, let me tell you something- in the process of "gutting", Todd lost his wedding ring. I got notified of this by email today...
Title "Problem"
"lost my wedding ring in deer. Sorry."
My response "hmmmm"
And that is exactly what I thought for a while. Hmmm. I know this has happened to other guys. The ring, in the deer, in the woods. Uh, it's just a ring, cost maybe $50 dollars when we got it. We can get a new one.
Then I realized something. Todd has not taken that ring off once since we were married. I mean not once. In 12+ years, not once. Not once during volleyball when a lot of other guys do. Not once at a pool. not once to shower. not once. not at all. That ring is an amazing symbol of who he is to me. Absolute dedication. Not once when I have yelled at him. Not once while cursing "you did this to me" during the birth of our children. not once during PMS.
And get this. To top it off, the next email I get is this titled "re: problem"
"solved. Doug found it. Owe him $20 for metal detector".
You see, Doug Buechel had that happen to him. He knew what it meant (maybe not the way I see it).
2 great guys. The ring is back. Minus $20 and a case of beer.
Renee Janke said to me at a party this weekend, "hunters are really great guys." Simple statement but she sure is right. And though the hunting seasons may occupy a lot of time, I am lucky to be married to one.
Gotta go, the rut calls.
Peace,
Paula
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Socialites
Today, I am happy to say is the start of a 5-day, much needed, vacation from work. I love my job but , boy, do I appreciate the balance.
We woke at 5:30 am. I cannot remember the last time day light savings affected me so much! I just cannot adjust! My boys woke at the same time. I informed Jordan (age 8) that Obama had won. That was followed by his tears (obviously I thought Dad had really gotten to him!) so I told him it was going to be ok. He followed with "No, it won't. Our bus driver told us that if Obama won, the terrorist would come to get us."
I am not kidding. He said that. And, as we all know, he didn't make that up. He also stated his fear he could not hunt with guns anymore, which was told to him by classmates.
What are we doing to our kids? Please, not my child.
So here it was, yes, Obama has won. No, the terrorists are not coming. Yes, you can hunt with guns. It will all be fine. We had our talk, gave our hugs, and he was on his way. I dropped them off at school and prayed for a peaceful day. A quick workout and then off to shop.
I had to stop at the Antique Mall in Kewaskum to cross some things off my list. First was some tables for the basement- found them but not purchased yet. I need to process how this would look. Then off to select a basket for the fundraiser this weekend at the Gonring residence for ALS, the "Not so Perfect Pageant Party"- can't wait! I did find a basket...which was conveniently placed by...shoes! Vintage shoes! *^#*! $3 vintage shoes!!!! Brown faded leather with a bull nose toe, silver/black buckle, thick 2 inch heel. size......8 1/2! Come on...As I tried them on, my foot cramped a little but it was the perfect fit. Yes, I wear a 9 but I am telling you, it is the "not so perfect" perfect fit! So I went to the Pig to do some grocery shopping and had them on right away! I noticed the "Socialites" name brand. I wonder who wore these before me? According to the Internet research, the Socialite brand was sold by the U.S. Shoe company back in the mid 1950s.
So my thoughts have gone mad since I have been thinking about me finding these Socialites shoes. What is the purchase of these shoes trying to tell me? Is it simply as dictionary.com defines a socialite... that I am "one prominent in the fashionable society"? That would make sense, this dnrshoe thing...OR , oh my...is there a reason why my foot cramped when it entered the shoe? is it true? socialism? "A vesting of ownership and control of the means of production in distribution in the community as a whole" OR the Marxist Theory is coming true..."the stage following capitalism in the transition of a society to communism by the imperfect implementation of collective principles". Could it be a sign of things to come?
No, no, no. It is just a pair of shoes.
Remember kids are kids.
Thanks to God for the chance to vote yesterday, no matter who the winner!
Namaste,
Paula
We woke at 5:30 am. I cannot remember the last time day light savings affected me so much! I just cannot adjust! My boys woke at the same time. I informed Jordan (age 8) that Obama had won. That was followed by his tears (obviously I thought Dad had really gotten to him!) so I told him it was going to be ok. He followed with "No, it won't. Our bus driver told us that if Obama won, the terrorist would come to get us."
I am not kidding. He said that. And, as we all know, he didn't make that up. He also stated his fear he could not hunt with guns anymore, which was told to him by classmates.
What are we doing to our kids? Please, not my child.
So here it was, yes, Obama has won. No, the terrorists are not coming. Yes, you can hunt with guns. It will all be fine. We had our talk, gave our hugs, and he was on his way. I dropped them off at school and prayed for a peaceful day. A quick workout and then off to shop.
I had to stop at the Antique Mall in Kewaskum to cross some things off my list. First was some tables for the basement- found them but not purchased yet. I need to process how this would look. Then off to select a basket for the fundraiser this weekend at the Gonring residence for ALS, the "Not so Perfect Pageant Party"- can't wait! I did find a basket...which was conveniently placed by...shoes! Vintage shoes! *^#*! $3 vintage shoes!!!! Brown faded leather with a bull nose toe, silver/black buckle, thick 2 inch heel. size......8 1/2! Come on...As I tried them on, my foot cramped a little but it was the perfect fit. Yes, I wear a 9 but I am telling you, it is the "not so perfect" perfect fit! So I went to the Pig to do some grocery shopping and had them on right away! I noticed the "Socialites" name brand. I wonder who wore these before me? According to the Internet research, the Socialite brand was sold by the U.S. Shoe company back in the mid 1950s.
So my thoughts have gone mad since I have been thinking about me finding these Socialites shoes. What is the purchase of these shoes trying to tell me? Is it simply as dictionary.com defines a socialite... that I am "one prominent in the fashionable society"? That would make sense, this dnrshoe thing...OR , oh my...is there a reason why my foot cramped when it entered the shoe? is it true? socialism? "A vesting of ownership and control of the means of production in distribution in the community as a whole" OR the Marxist Theory is coming true..."the stage following capitalism in the transition of a society to communism by the imperfect implementation of collective principles". Could it be a sign of things to come?
No, no, no. It is just a pair of shoes.
Remember kids are kids.
Thanks to God for the chance to vote yesterday, no matter who the winner!
Namaste,
Paula
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Wild Side
My husband and I were lucky enought to be part of an event this weekend. It was a Halloween Bash hosted by some families who attend St. Francis Cabrini school. We don't have our children there though I am proud to say I am an alumni. We do attend their Fundraising night in Spring (thanks to the Lemlers) and were a part of a group that helped the school raise over $3000. Wow! Just by bidding on this night...Fright night had arrived.
It was a blast! Todd went as Mr. Clean. I know many of you who know him can totally see that. I went as Mrs. Clean, in a sense. I was actually a French Maid, fish net stockings and all but you can see how that would go together. Other great couple costumes included the Lime and Tequilla bottle, the banana and gorilla, the bottle of Jack Daniels and Coke, the patient with her hind end hanging out and fellow Doctor Harry Fingermaster, lots of priests and nuns, 4 ghostbusters, and a bunch of "pot"heads. And one man who did not really even need to wear a costume because he looked so much like Todd Palin...he was amazingly similair. For a church auction, it was a bit on the wild side! And don't get me wrong, I am certainly not complaining. I enjoyed seeing the outfits but more so the laughter and all out belly rolling that took place throughout the night. I am sure it took a tremendous amount of planning. It sure was a success...well worth the cost of admission.
I am sure you have all said the same...when a hurricane hits, a tornado, a local family with tragedy...we all want to help. It is our human nature to want to help others. Saturday night in the midst of all the fun, money was being given to a wonderful school. A school, though at times I disliked, helped me develop my values. It reflected much of what I feel that Shoe night is about. Yes, you need to get a "costume" (shoes, a jacket, jewlery, etc) but really it's about getting together, laughing out loud, and helping out the community in which one lives. I can't wait to see you there!
Paula
It was a blast! Todd went as Mr. Clean. I know many of you who know him can totally see that. I went as Mrs. Clean, in a sense. I was actually a French Maid, fish net stockings and all but you can see how that would go together. Other great couple costumes included the Lime and Tequilla bottle, the banana and gorilla, the bottle of Jack Daniels and Coke, the patient with her hind end hanging out and fellow Doctor Harry Fingermaster, lots of priests and nuns, 4 ghostbusters, and a bunch of "pot"heads. And one man who did not really even need to wear a costume because he looked so much like Todd Palin...he was amazingly similair. For a church auction, it was a bit on the wild side! And don't get me wrong, I am certainly not complaining. I enjoyed seeing the outfits but more so the laughter and all out belly rolling that took place throughout the night. I am sure it took a tremendous amount of planning. It sure was a success...well worth the cost of admission.
I am sure you have all said the same...when a hurricane hits, a tornado, a local family with tragedy...we all want to help. It is our human nature to want to help others. Saturday night in the midst of all the fun, money was being given to a wonderful school. A school, though at times I disliked, helped me develop my values. It reflected much of what I feel that Shoe night is about. Yes, you need to get a "costume" (shoes, a jacket, jewlery, etc) but really it's about getting together, laughing out loud, and helping out the community in which one lives. I can't wait to see you there!
Paula
Monday, October 20, 2008
Brilliant!
There are so many reasons why I love being a woman. This past weekend brought to light some of them...1. we are often creative when given the time and resources. 2. we can change our minds and still be right and usually better off.
I was happy to take part in 2 girlie gatherings Friday and Saturday. Friday night was the patron license hunters...dare I say this...wet dream! OK, I said it but let me tell you why. Micky S. held this event with purses, jewelry, sunglasses, and shoes for sale...plus Julie B's Tastefully Simple...and the wine, food, and fun to boot! The group was eclectic yet cohesive. We shared ideas and past on stories. Trista came up with this creative and brilliant idea... Party night is Dec 6th. We plan on having things there to raffle/auction. We all have purses at home that we have bought and either never used or have used gently. Why not bring them to the event and have them for sale for $10 or so with all proceeds going to Chix! What a great idea. I went home that night and saw an example of just that sitting in my closet. I can't wait to bring it! And no, it is not my very used purse with the sticker on the front that says "Make out, not war". I did happen to buy a new purse Friday. Despite my children begging me to get the purse organizer on TV for $49.95, I bought a big chunky brown and black one. I love it and will not be giving that one away- thank you Teresa (www.bagtiqueparty.com). There will also be a little something being raffled off at the party from Teresa's never-used bagtique collection!
Saturday was Simply Indulgent. That is the name of the company Julie Craig owns. She makes homemade gourmet chocolates...need I say more! Kelly G. won this day at the Kewaskum Athletic Complex Fundraiser. I, along with Kelly and several other women, spent some time with Julie learning the art of fine chocolate making...peanut butter cups, truffles, chocolate covered cherries, spoons dipped in chocolate. I was in heaven. Oh, and there was good wine too! Kathy, Mrs. VP of the Shoe Hunting Club, came up with a brilliant idea. This idea in place of our prior thought about prizes (that's where the changing minds comes to play) I don't want to completely give it away but for those who are winners of the contests the evening of the shoe party should be very satiated after receiving their prizes! The night was topped off by joining our spouses for a nice dinner and games. Julie is a true talent! She was kind enough to open her home to a few strangers and put forth a tremendous party. We will be honored if her presence is made the night of the event! If you are interested in ordering her chocolate, let me know and I will give you her contact information. Oh and by the way, it's Monday. Just 2 days, barely 48 hours after we left the party. I have 2 pieces left.
So Sunday was my day of rest...well, I just about killed myself cleaning floors in my house and felt like I had aged 30 years over night BUT I am very blessed to say that I ended my day with several hours being spent snuggling with my beautiful boys on the couch just hanging out. And that truly is the absolute best thing about being a woman...I get to be the mom of Jordan and Andrew.
Sweet succeses.
Paula
I was happy to take part in 2 girlie gatherings Friday and Saturday. Friday night was the patron license hunters...dare I say this...wet dream! OK, I said it but let me tell you why. Micky S. held this event with purses, jewelry, sunglasses, and shoes for sale...plus Julie B's Tastefully Simple...and the wine, food, and fun to boot! The group was eclectic yet cohesive. We shared ideas and past on stories. Trista came up with this creative and brilliant idea... Party night is Dec 6th. We plan on having things there to raffle/auction. We all have purses at home that we have bought and either never used or have used gently. Why not bring them to the event and have them for sale for $10 or so with all proceeds going to Chix! What a great idea. I went home that night and saw an example of just that sitting in my closet. I can't wait to bring it! And no, it is not my very used purse with the sticker on the front that says "Make out, not war". I did happen to buy a new purse Friday. Despite my children begging me to get the purse organizer on TV for $49.95, I bought a big chunky brown and black one. I love it and will not be giving that one away- thank you Teresa (www.bagtiqueparty.com). There will also be a little something being raffled off at the party from Teresa's never-used bagtique collection!
Saturday was Simply Indulgent. That is the name of the company Julie Craig owns. She makes homemade gourmet chocolates...need I say more! Kelly G. won this day at the Kewaskum Athletic Complex Fundraiser. I, along with Kelly and several other women, spent some time with Julie learning the art of fine chocolate making...peanut butter cups, truffles, chocolate covered cherries, spoons dipped in chocolate. I was in heaven. Oh, and there was good wine too! Kathy, Mrs. VP of the Shoe Hunting Club, came up with a brilliant idea. This idea in place of our prior thought about prizes (that's where the changing minds comes to play) I don't want to completely give it away but for those who are winners of the contests the evening of the shoe party should be very satiated after receiving their prizes! The night was topped off by joining our spouses for a nice dinner and games. Julie is a true talent! She was kind enough to open her home to a few strangers and put forth a tremendous party. We will be honored if her presence is made the night of the event! If you are interested in ordering her chocolate, let me know and I will give you her contact information. Oh and by the way, it's Monday. Just 2 days, barely 48 hours after we left the party. I have 2 pieces left.
So Sunday was my day of rest...well, I just about killed myself cleaning floors in my house and felt like I had aged 30 years over night BUT I am very blessed to say that I ended my day with several hours being spent snuggling with my beautiful boys on the couch just hanging out. And that truly is the absolute best thing about being a woman...I get to be the mom of Jordan and Andrew.
Sweet succeses.
Paula
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Let the Birds Sing!
Wednesdays are normally my day off from work. Yesterday was an exception. The morning actually went by pretty quickly while it was pouring outside. The last few hours of my work day, however, drained me. Despite clearing skies outside, cancer diagnoses seemed to cloud my afternoon inside. Of course, I am not the one being diagnosed. It is the worst part of my job. I'm amazed at how each person manages the news. By work days end, I almost feel like I do not want to leave. I'm one of those people who likes to leave only when my work is done. I feel today like my work is not even close to being done. On my drive to Cedarburg, I pray.
Wednesday nights, one day per month, is Bunco Night with the girls. Tonight I'm worried it may be hard to transition to this complete night of fun. We planned on starting the night at Morton's (if you've never been there, it is a must). As I come closer to the restaurant, I am greeted with the most awesome flock of singing birds who have gathered in the vines that are growing along the building. I mean this was a jungle! I smile and breathe with ease. You see, months ago I had decided that anytime I had seen a bird who crossed my path or a group a birds that was God's reminder of the women in my life. Here I was being reminded those women diagnosed are strong. I could leave my day job behind for a few hours and enjoy the company of fun and entertaining friends!
Bunco is always educational. The night's conversation involved mostly politics, something I'm currently not a huge fan of! We debated some hot topics. Relationships with significant others. Our kids and their current stages. High school yearbooks came out. Can you say "really big hair"? It was a timely topic however. Next year will be my 20th year reunion. Just this past week a few of my classmates started a website- www.eastandwest89.com- it's been great to see just how fast the "word of mouth by email" is going! Oh...we didn't play bunco (I hope my male counter parts aren't reading this). It totally dismisses anything I wrote about in the "Trap Night" blog entry! But we did try to bring out other games...which we never played. There was just way too much to talk about. For goodness sakes, there is an election just around the corner and we were ready to solve the world's problems! So I would say we did the world some good last night despite not playing bunco. I brought home my $5 which I now will invest in our failing economy.
Thanks girls! The bunco team will be there on Shoe night. And at that party, the theme will be properly played out with lots and lots of cool shoes AND money to help out those people who need support of all kinds with a cancer diagnosis. It could be as simple as listening to singing birds.
Peace.
Paula
Wednesday nights, one day per month, is Bunco Night with the girls. Tonight I'm worried it may be hard to transition to this complete night of fun. We planned on starting the night at Morton's (if you've never been there, it is a must). As I come closer to the restaurant, I am greeted with the most awesome flock of singing birds who have gathered in the vines that are growing along the building. I mean this was a jungle! I smile and breathe with ease. You see, months ago I had decided that anytime I had seen a bird who crossed my path or a group a birds that was God's reminder of the women in my life. Here I was being reminded those women diagnosed are strong. I could leave my day job behind for a few hours and enjoy the company of fun and entertaining friends!
Bunco is always educational. The night's conversation involved mostly politics, something I'm currently not a huge fan of! We debated some hot topics. Relationships with significant others. Our kids and their current stages. High school yearbooks came out. Can you say "really big hair"? It was a timely topic however. Next year will be my 20th year reunion. Just this past week a few of my classmates started a website- www.eastandwest89.com- it's been great to see just how fast the "word of mouth by email" is going! Oh...we didn't play bunco (I hope my male counter parts aren't reading this). It totally dismisses anything I wrote about in the "Trap Night" blog entry! But we did try to bring out other games...which we never played. There was just way too much to talk about. For goodness sakes, there is an election just around the corner and we were ready to solve the world's problems! So I would say we did the world some good last night despite not playing bunco. I brought home my $5 which I now will invest in our failing economy.
Thanks girls! The bunco team will be there on Shoe night. And at that party, the theme will be properly played out with lots and lots of cool shoes AND money to help out those people who need support of all kinds with a cancer diagnosis. It could be as simple as listening to singing birds.
Peace.
Paula
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Save the TaTas
I'm up to my boobs in breasts this month. As you know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. In doing my job as a Nurse Practitioner, I know women are very concerned about their risk. I know each of us have been touched by several women in our lives who have been diagnosed. In case you're interested, let me give you some of the facts:
1. You have a 1 in 10 lifetime risk of breast cancer. So take 10 women at the age of 80, 1 of them would have had breast cancer in her life.
2. The average age of diagnosis is 61. This means 50% are less than 61 and 50% more.
3. You are at increased risk if you have a first degree relative (mom, sis, child) who has been diagnosed, you have been on hormones, or you have highly dense breast tissue(called glandular tissue) compared to fat tissue.
4. You can attempt preventing the disease by having your weight controlled, being physically active, limiting your alcohol consumption, not smoking, having a baby before age 30, breast feeding, and avoiding hormone replacement. In some major high risk situations, certain preventative meds or even prophylactic surgery (having the breasts removed) has been done.
5. If the cancer is caught in early stages, you have a 98% five year survival rate.
6. Mammograms are recommended to women 40 years and older. If you are at increased risk, they may be started earlier. MRIs or ultrasounds are also used.
Now it's time for the interactive part of the blog. Do a breast exam! You should do them monthly after your period. How? Sitting/standing up and laying down. Showers or tubs are a great place. Often this is the part the husband has no problem assisting you in. Don't forget every piece of breast tissue including your armpits! I always say that the breast tissue to me feels like cottage cheese and you are looking for a marble, a pea, a pebble in the cottage cheese. Everybodys' boobs feel different so get to know what yours feels like. And remember to just look...no redness, rash or dimpling should be noted. There is a device right now that Curves and Olivia Newton John are promoting called Liv Aid. Mindy, owner of West Bend Curves, introduced me to it. It helps when you do your exam- go to Curves if you are interested. If you just come in and check them out, you get one for free- no need to sign up. They even have something called "Girls Night In", an evening packed full of discussion and entertainment!
We know as women how important those tatas are. Though they certainly don't define who we are (flat, large, flopsy, augmented...), they set us apart. I have found no greater joy than going from a AA cup size to DD in a matter of months to feed my children, engorged one day as all get out, prancing around in front of the mirror imaging Hugh Hefner was going to call me at any minute! Oh, they are gone now but, boy, that was fun while it lasted for the day! And luckily I do not have the boobs like the lady in the National Geographic special- have you seen it? She is naked bending over this pot of rice just stirring away. All of a sudden in back of her comes one of her kids. I SAID FROM THE BACK. He grabs hold of her breast and pulls it behind her to take a drink and she just keeps stirring. Amazing. What was more amazing was this colony she was living in was perfect. She was the master. She had several husbands who did almost everything for her. Hmmmm.
OK, back to breast cancer. Chix for a Cause is a great organization. They help people with all types of cancer. I know they have helped several who have had breast cancer. I remember Peggy Anderson telling me one day that she thought Ty Pennington was coming to her house to build her a new home. In fact, it was the Chix organization surprising her with some much needed cash during her battling days. She is a true survivor by the way.
Which brings me to the Shoe Hunt. I am so excited. I have received several confirmations for the evening which means there will be women out hunting for shoes and accessories very soon! There will be women gathering together, spending some time together, laughing, loving, living. Yeah! It's not about the shoe- height, size, color, cheap....don't matter! See you there!
Want a cool shirt that makes a statement during October. Go to www.savethetatas.com
Paula
A brown eyed girl too!
1. You have a 1 in 10 lifetime risk of breast cancer. So take 10 women at the age of 80, 1 of them would have had breast cancer in her life.
2. The average age of diagnosis is 61. This means 50% are less than 61 and 50% more.
3. You are at increased risk if you have a first degree relative (mom, sis, child) who has been diagnosed, you have been on hormones, or you have highly dense breast tissue(called glandular tissue) compared to fat tissue.
4. You can attempt preventing the disease by having your weight controlled, being physically active, limiting your alcohol consumption, not smoking, having a baby before age 30, breast feeding, and avoiding hormone replacement. In some major high risk situations, certain preventative meds or even prophylactic surgery (having the breasts removed) has been done.
5. If the cancer is caught in early stages, you have a 98% five year survival rate.
6. Mammograms are recommended to women 40 years and older. If you are at increased risk, they may be started earlier. MRIs or ultrasounds are also used.
Now it's time for the interactive part of the blog. Do a breast exam! You should do them monthly after your period. How? Sitting/standing up and laying down. Showers or tubs are a great place. Often this is the part the husband has no problem assisting you in. Don't forget every piece of breast tissue including your armpits! I always say that the breast tissue to me feels like cottage cheese and you are looking for a marble, a pea, a pebble in the cottage cheese. Everybodys' boobs feel different so get to know what yours feels like. And remember to just look...no redness, rash or dimpling should be noted. There is a device right now that Curves and Olivia Newton John are promoting called Liv Aid. Mindy, owner of West Bend Curves, introduced me to it. It helps when you do your exam- go to Curves if you are interested. If you just come in and check them out, you get one for free- no need to sign up. They even have something called "Girls Night In", an evening packed full of discussion and entertainment!
We know as women how important those tatas are. Though they certainly don't define who we are (flat, large, flopsy, augmented...), they set us apart. I have found no greater joy than going from a AA cup size to DD in a matter of months to feed my children, engorged one day as all get out, prancing around in front of the mirror imaging Hugh Hefner was going to call me at any minute! Oh, they are gone now but, boy, that was fun while it lasted for the day! And luckily I do not have the boobs like the lady in the National Geographic special- have you seen it? She is naked bending over this pot of rice just stirring away. All of a sudden in back of her comes one of her kids. I SAID FROM THE BACK. He grabs hold of her breast and pulls it behind her to take a drink and she just keeps stirring. Amazing. What was more amazing was this colony she was living in was perfect. She was the master. She had several husbands who did almost everything for her. Hmmmm.
OK, back to breast cancer. Chix for a Cause is a great organization. They help people with all types of cancer. I know they have helped several who have had breast cancer. I remember Peggy Anderson telling me one day that she thought Ty Pennington was coming to her house to build her a new home. In fact, it was the Chix organization surprising her with some much needed cash during her battling days. She is a true survivor by the way.
Which brings me to the Shoe Hunt. I am so excited. I have received several confirmations for the evening which means there will be women out hunting for shoes and accessories very soon! There will be women gathering together, spending some time together, laughing, loving, living. Yeah! It's not about the shoe- height, size, color, cheap....don't matter! See you there!
Want a cool shirt that makes a statement during October. Go to www.savethetatas.com
Paula
A brown eyed girl too!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
