Whenever I would hear that slogan, Think Pink, I was reminded of one of childhood idols: the Pink Panther. No cat was as sly or groovy as that cat. I am sure that is not what they were hoping for when the initiated the campaign, but I can’t stop myself. As cool as that cat was, this isn’t a post about him (although I couldn’t stop myself from sharing). As many of you know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. At this point in my post I could hook you up with some awesome statistics or link you up to some informative and well done site, nothing wrong with that. Instead, I thought I would introduce you to another of my childhood idols: Great. Coming up with her super secret internet name was easy. She is and always has been Great, and that is what we all call her. She is one of the strongest, bravest, caring, faith-filled and most loving women on the face of the planet. She is a real fighter, my hero, my idol, and my everything. Mother of five, grandmother of six, great grandmother of eight, and great-great grandma to three. She is my grandmother and she is a survivor of breast cancer.
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Occasionally you encounter people who are optimistic and open-hearted. Often you can get caught up in what some consider an overwhelming undertaking. That is what happened when I stumbled across Shelly’s first Share A Square post. Shelly is an old-fashioned sweetheart with an oversized heart. Her task, to have people from all over the world create squares for 140 afghans to give to children with cancer at Camp Sanguinity, surely must have over taken her life on so many occasions. But she outlasted and inspired. I am very grateful to be a part of this effort with both square donations and the piecing together of one of the afghans. Those squares were with me for quite some time and there were times I wondered if I would be able to finish. After the fires I had to remove all the tags and wash each square because of the ash and smoke smell. Keeping track of which tag went on which square was a bit tricky, but love conquers all.
One year, thousands of prayers, well wishes, and oodles of love later the afghans have been delivered. Thanks to everyone who supported the effort with squares, yarn, and emotional support. I would like most especially to thank Shelly for her inspiration, guidance, support and for starting this and following through.
Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.
I am combining this weeks post because Nannygoat said rules are made to be broken, especially if they aren’t really rules they are just guidelines. Or something like that.
Does anyone remember the Share A Square Program? When I took on the supposedly simple task of joining together 48 squares of love and hope into one heartwarming afghan for kid’s with cancer attending CAMP SANGUINITY? I have promised to finish oh so many times on here haven’t I?
Now you are saying to yourself, how is this a Self Portrait? Well, let me tell you. This blanket is not just 48 strangers who cared enough and one crazy old lady who pieced it altogether. It is me. It is my work, sweat and tears. The day we were evacuated during the fires we had only minutes to get out. I prioritized: #1-Kids, #2-Dogs, #3-Afghan squares. Seriously. That was how I
threw packed stuff into the van. Well, hubs too somewhere in there. The poor squares got a beat down traveling in my circus and before I could join them all together I had to remove each tag, wash away the smoke and ash from the fires and re-tag them. Then, you know, other life stuff got in the way. But it’s done now. And it is a mighty beautiful work of art we all created, isn’t it?
I have always enjoyed living vicariously through others. Like yesterday, when I drive the lovely Nannygoat all over kingdom come hunting for a new puppy! I love puppies and I would love to adopt another one, but it is not in the cards right now. Thus, I lived vicariously through her. (Also as the grandmother I had to verify the dog’s compatibility with the grandkids. My life is tough, I know.)
And now I want to live vicariously through one of you! I have talked here many times about Shelly’s Share A Square efforts. That woman is so precious. Never have I met anyone more kind-hearted. Well now she wants to raise money to send kids with cancer to camp! Because she just can’t stop giving. So now all the kids will have lovely afghans made with caring hearts AND attend camp while sparing their parents the expense (you know the medical expenses must be tremendous already). To entice you to participate another kind-hearted friend is having a little blogiversary/donation contest! Jessica from Life Is RANTastic is going to give one lucky (and kind-hearted too) person an IPOD just for donating!
How do you fit in? Well, I really, really am going to finally finish assembling the afghan for the Share A Square project this weekend. In celebration I want you to try and win an IPOD! I just don’t have the funds to help on this end of the project right now, but I think it would be FANTASTIC if one of you WON! So, if you can, head over to Jessica‘s and Shelly’s. Donate and enter. (Rules and directions are here or here) Then when you win, let me know and we will celebrate together!
9:00am – Arrive at check in. Receive garbage bags, recycle bags, sweet orange vest, latex gloves, and long grabber thingy. Safety orientation: Don’t touch anything dangerous, watch for snakes, stay hydrated and picture tutorial on what poison oak looks like.
9:05am – Outfitted. Ready to go. Let’s go off alone, pick up garbage and take pictures. Planet saver, that is what I am.
9:10am – It’s warm out. Very little garbage. Lots of pictures.
9:15am – Damn. MP3 player battery died. Who the hell forgot the batteries for that in the car? Too bad extra camera batteries don’t fit. It’s ok. Quiet is good.
9:30am – Man it’s quiet out here. And warm. Why am I talking to myself?
9:45am – Lots of flower pictures. Hey look at that obscure trail. There is probably all kinds of garbage down there. Don’t see any of the other kids around. Kinda getting warm out here.
10:07am – Finding a lot of animal waste/droppings on this trail. No dogs allowed so what could it be? Mountain lion? Oh dear! What if it’s hungry? Can I stab it in the eye with the grabber thingy? Jeez it’s hot.
10:30am – End of trail. Crap, no way out. Who the hell decided I should walk alone? Where is everyone? Where am I? Hell? It’s hot enough.
10:37am – That shortcut ended. Must backtrack. Damn it’s hot.
10:42am – Made wrong turn. Dead end. Should have asked for a map. Back tracking. HOT.
10:50am – I am not going to make it. HOT. HOT. What was that noise in the bushes?
10:52am – Thank heavens. Shady spot in road. Sitting down in middle of road. Finishing last of water. HOT. HOT. HOT.
11:05am – It wasn’t this far out here. Hey, there is a car! Wave. I will just ask for a ride back. Too HOT.
11:06am – Hey, come back! Don’t just wave. I am dying. Thirsty and HOT.
11:15am – What idiot left the extra water bottles in the car!?!?! More rustling in the bushes. Can a person drink rattlesnake blood?
11:24am – Another shady spot in the road. Chest is starting to hurt. Do I have asthma? Wonder how long until they miss me.
11:26am – Can’t call for help. Same idiot left the cell phone in the car. Left arm has a bright red spot where there is no sunscreen. Feels like fire.
11:38am – Shady, grassy, picnic area!!!! Bench!!! BUGS love sweat. Hey, look a candy wrapper.
11:48am – Where the hell do you think you are going? Sit back down. Don’t move. Eventually a park ranger will find you. How can he miss this horrid orange vest?
12:01pm – Free t-shirt??? No I need an ambulance please.
I had a nice hike. I didn’t get much garbage, but some and that is what counts right? It was 90 degrees today. What idiot ordered that weather?
I got this in an email this morning. It made me feel better.
“To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did” When God takes something from your grasp, He’s not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something better. Concentrate on this sentence….. ‘The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you.’
My plan for the weekend:
- Get my grandmother’s mirror and sell the hot tub
- Confession – for my sake. I have never needed it so badly
- Coloring Eggs with all the kids (big and small)
- Early mass
- Presents for the kids (anyone got any ideas? It is tradition that it is something little and something for ‘springtime’ i.e., bubbles, badmitton set, etc)
- Honeybaked ham, homemade potatoe salad (my mom’s special recipe)
- Kicking back and enjoying the feeling that I have been liberated from an awful hell.
Please accept my undying gratitude for all your support, prayers and positive thinking. After much, much emotional pleading this morning, I talked the lady into giving me the place (well talked and paid an extra months rent). My Dad (also the salt of the earth) gave me all the money to get in there. I pick up the keys at 6pm. Macdougal and Funsize are already packing up their stuff and pick up their keys at 3pm. I don’t look forward to the actual physical moving part, but I have never wanted to move so much in my entire life.
My mom is home from the hospital! They think she might have (now I am going to quote her so don’t be surprised if it makes little sense, lol) “a hypersensitivity to some hormone that does something with salt in her kidneys.” I have no idea what that means, but my sister is going to talk to her doctor and get the lowdown. Apparently, if that is what it is there is a medication which will make her all better and solve all her problems. I am so down with that.
My aunt’s biopsy came back benign. Good news. I talked to my doctor and he thinks my thing is probably a cyst (which I had last time confirmed by ultrasound). He is going to get the copies of my last mammo and compare.
My power cord shipped and should be here Monday or Tuesday!!!!
Now, since you are all so powerful with your prayers and such….could y’all heal that crack in my tooth so I don’t have to get a crown? Mkay thankyouverymuch.
I found this excerpt:
You can’t be connected with God until you’re at peace with who you are. If you’re still upset that God gave you this body or this life or this family or these circumstances, you will never be able to connect with God in a healthy, thriving sustainable sort of way. You’ll be at odds with your maker. And if you can’t come to terms with who you are and the life you’ve been given, you’ll never be able to accept others and how they were made and the lives they’ve been given. And until you’re at peace with God and those around you, you will continue to struggle with your role on the on the planet, your part to play in the ongoing creation of the universe. You will continue to struggle and resist and fail to connect. — Rob Bell
If recognition of a problem is half the battle, then I am now halfway there…
Wordless Wednesday just below.
A favor to ask, it only takes a minute….
Please tell ten friends to tell ten today! The Breast Cancer site is having trouble getting enough people to click on their site daily to meet their quota of donating at least one free mammogram a day to an underprivileged woman. It takes less than a minute to go to their site and click on ‘donating a mammogram’ for free (pink window in the middle).
This doesn’t cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors /advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate mammogram in exchange for advertising.
Here’s the web site! Pass it along to people you know.
AGAIN , PLEASE TELL 10 FRIENDS TO TELL 10 TODAY