My good friend that moved to Denver was in town this week, and we had so much fun catching up. We went out on Friday and had a blast:
While I was at the bar at the Belmont closing my tab, I heard someone say my name. I immediately recognized the voice as K, a friend from college. She was always so sweet and funny, and we kept in touch after college for a few years, but eventually fell out of touch. When I turned around, there she was, same beautiful face, but she was wearing a newsyboy cap down low almost over her eyes. We caught up on weddings, houses, jobs, etc, then she just blurted out, "If you're wondering why I don't have any hair, it's because I just finished chemo. I was diagnosed with breast cancer and had a double mastectomy. They caught it early, though, so I'm doing really well now." K is 29. It scared the crap out of me. She is too young, and too wonderful to have had this happen. I'm just glad she's okay.
Also, our kitty Sonja was diagnosed with Lymphoma and Inflammatory Bowel Disease. She's too old to do chemo, so we're just giving her meds to help her absorb her food better and keep her comfortable (she's the black and white one; the other one is her Momma. They're making biscuits on each other's stomachs. SO CUTE!):
In other, less important news, the house is almost done. We just need to get the garage and my office cleaned up, and the only other project I want to do is get the sliding glass door replaced with French doors. Here are some photos:
I'm really happy with the way it turned out.
I hope everyone is doing well. I have been so focused on the house and some other things, that I just don't have the time to blog like I used to. I really miss catching up on everyone's lives, though. I'm going to try to post at least once every weekend.
PS Our shitty neighbors' broken down truck (which sits in front of OUR house, not theirs) has an abandoned vehicle sticker mysteriously slapped on the windshield. Hmmmm, I wonder who could have called that in? If they don't move it, it's going to get towed. Oh darn.
While I was at the bar at the Belmont closing my tab, I heard someone say my name. I immediately recognized the voice as K, a friend from college. She was always so sweet and funny, and we kept in touch after college for a few years, but eventually fell out of touch. When I turned around, there she was, same beautiful face, but she was wearing a newsyboy cap down low almost over her eyes. We caught up on weddings, houses, jobs, etc, then she just blurted out, "If you're wondering why I don't have any hair, it's because I just finished chemo. I was diagnosed with breast cancer and had a double mastectomy. They caught it early, though, so I'm doing really well now." K is 29. It scared the crap out of me. She is too young, and too wonderful to have had this happen. I'm just glad she's okay.
Also, our kitty Sonja was diagnosed with Lymphoma and Inflammatory Bowel Disease. She's too old to do chemo, so we're just giving her meds to help her absorb her food better and keep her comfortable (she's the black and white one; the other one is her Momma. They're making biscuits on each other's stomachs. SO CUTE!):
In other, less important news, the house is almost done. We just need to get the garage and my office cleaned up, and the only other project I want to do is get the sliding glass door replaced with French doors. Here are some photos:
I'm really happy with the way it turned out.I hope everyone is doing well. I have been so focused on the house and some other things, that I just don't have the time to blog like I used to. I really miss catching up on everyone's lives, though. I'm going to try to post at least once every weekend.
PS Our shitty neighbors' broken down truck (which sits in front of OUR house, not theirs) has an abandoned vehicle sticker mysteriously slapped on the windshield. Hmmmm, I wonder who could have called that in? If they don't move it, it's going to get towed. Oh darn.
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I can't imagine who would have called that shit in. It's a mystery.
House looks fab, girl.
The house looks GREAT. I love that tile.
If it's parked in front of your house and you don't know who it belongs to (plead the fifth) can't you just have it towed anyway?
Watch it really not belong to the neighbors but was stolen a long time ago and abandoned in front of your house. Hahahahaha...
The house looks fabulous. Can't wait to see it in person
House looks great.
I hate cancer. My Gma was also just DXed with lymphoma. SOB.
The house looks amazing! WOW! Come visit & trade spaces with my house... I'll go nap in yours. You redo mine! Dealio!
YAY on callin' in your neighbor's crappy truck. It's about time they moved, eh? My GOD tow the whole damn house.
And sorry about your friend, K. She sounds strong-- I'm glad you reconnected with her. :)
OH and sorry about your cat. What's making biscuits mean? Is that a southern thing?
I'm really sorry about your friend and your kitty.
Your house looks awesome! I love it.
Damn cancer. I hate it. Best of luck to your friend K. She is very brave.
And the house looks great. Hooray!
That is so scary and sad about your friend! Glad she is okay!
Your house looks fabulous and good for you calling in that truck.
Poor kitty, that is a sweet picture!
HS - making biscuits is when cats 'knead' on each other or you - repeated pawing as a sign of love. :)
yay for your friend. that is some tough crap to deal with. she must be a strong and wonderful woman. :)
sad for your kitty. :( i don't know what i'll do when things start happening with our pets. scary.
p.s. the house looks great! love the colors. and world market DOES have kickass furniture.
HMMM who could have called that in!
I am sorry to hear about your friend!
Your house looks fabby! Wow I love it!
Ohhh the house looks great. And so sorry to hear about your kitty. And very sorry to hear about your friend. But happy to hear she's going to be ok.
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