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you know how there are owls in the desert? this post is not about them at all.

I have noticed the change, and some others have too, I suppose. Probably everyone who used to follow my old stuff has noticed.  The new people have probably seen some difference. And we’re not just talking about the way I dress. For those that haven’t totally gotten it yet, we are talking about my writing. [...]

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you know how you feel when you’re happy? yeah, we’re trying to make more of that.

Doing the job of five, always multi-tasking, trying to find ways to be better. A better mom…a better wife…a better blogger…a better worker…a better boss…a better do-er…an overall better person. i tried so hard. i really thought there was a brass ring to attain. I thought I was so damn close. Would there have ever [...]

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There’s not enough candy in the world for this much crazy

Peyton had an oncology checkup on Tuesday. I had the pukes. They rescheduled it for Wednesday. I still didn’t feel like I was safe to be around the immune-compromised kids, so I canceled that one too. Now, we wait until next week to see her doctor and get her bloodwork. And I’m sort of relieved. [...]

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Free: Adjective or Verb?

There’s been the occasional question of what “Free Anissa” is supposed to mean.  As I can tend to blather on until someone no longer cares, I try to keep it fairly brief in explanation…Twitter blockage, end of cancer, a new focus, blah blah blah. But, I clearly had great expectations for this new blog…it was [...]

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Important

There are times I have to switch my hats so fast it gives me whiplash. Just hours into my time in North Carolina at the Type-A Mom Conference, I got a call that shook me to my core. A call that left me crying in the bathroom. A call with news that made my heart [...]

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September is Childhood Cancer Awareness month. Here’s to many more Septembers with Peyton

September 2003…waiting September 2004…laughing September 2005…enjoying September 2006…enduring September 2007…persevering September 2008…inspiring September 2009…overcoming September 2010….. And what? Will the Leukemia stay gone? Will it come back? That’s LIFE with cancer.  You can NOT have the disease. I think it’s impossible to NOT have the fear.  The scars are forever. The future is always hopeful, [...]

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It’s just a cold. It’s just a cold. It’s just a cold.

Peyton’s had the crud. I try not to let that be a big deal. Kids get sick…even kids who had cancer are allowed to get JUST.GET.SICK. But. Low-grade fever. Three words I really hate. I would guess those words induce some sort of PTSD reaction in me…my palms will get sweaty and my heart races…I [...]

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If you *think* this is about you, it very well may be

I have three kids, each three years apart.  Do you have any idea how hard it is to play a game with these three? The 11yo doesn’t want to play down the 5yo’s level and I swear he takes his revenge in listening to her moan the fact that she lost AGAIN…the 5yo finds her [...]

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After this I may bash Mickey Mouse in the head next time I see him

Back in June, we moved into our new house in Georgia. Six days into it, I *thought* I saw a mouse or rat in the kitchen.  Appropriate amounts of pants-crapping took place. Pest guy was contacted, no rodent was located or ever seen again.  Food stopped being noshed on and it looked as though it [...]

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And THIS? Is how it all starts to spiral out of control

My son got hit on for the first time. She walked by and looked at him and then said “I think you’re pretty hot.” He never quit smiling all evening. That is all. I can be found huddled in the back of my closet, swigging straight from the bottle and comfort eating Jelly Bellies.

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Lingering

I sent out a tweet not long ago asking “If you had to handwrite your blog, would you still blog?” I was surprised by how many people said that having to write out their posts would shut them down faster than a fat kid runs to cake. I’ve journaled since I was a child and [...]

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Eat ice cream = help sick kids. JUST that simple

Just in case you didn’t know. My kid had cancer. She was only two years old.  She looked like this: She endured two and half years of chemotherapy and radiation treatment…she had to go through THIS: Yup, that’s a needle in her chest.  Good times. Doesn’t THIS look like fun?  And yes, she is strapped [...]

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