Ok, I’ll do that.
I’ll at least TRY. I blogged for a few years. I even managed, through some miraculous discovery, to attach our old family blog to this one.
I was hit with a techno stick. Right square between the eyes ~ and bamm ~ the blog was back.
It was a TAHHHHH DAHHHHH moment. There, found it, attached it. One of those things that you think about for about a million years, and then it takes 10 seconds to do it. You know the kind. If I had a third leg, I would kick myself for taking so long to do that one.
I was going to centre this blog around my DESIGN life. Of course, in true creative fashion…one can not be so “one dimensional”.
Life is not just design,or any one thing for that matter. It is what makes us-mmmm- what’s the word ?- not so BORING.
So look out, because I am not holding back.
I AM GOING TO BLOG WHAT I AM PASSIONATE ABOUT
Truthfully, I don’t know where to begin, so I am going to jump right in and not look back.
Right now , I am PASSIONATE about Cancer. For those of you who know me, you know MICHAEL.
He has a rare blood cancer that affects 1 in a million. Yes, that is a freaky odd number. It is called Waldenstrom’s Macroglobulinemia. Seriously, why is it, that the guy who discovered this cancer, didn’t have the name of Fred Jones?
I could handle a cancer named Fred Jones. To all you FRED JONES’s out there, I apologize right now.
If you have ever read a blood report, you will know what I mean -who names these things ? Whatever happened to keeping things simple ?
Call it Cancer A, Cancer B ….whatever….name it in alphabetical order like a freakin hurricane. That is what cancer is all about anyway.
It is a freakin hurricane on the body.
We have recently been pouring over Michael’s latest blood work results from the hospital here in Paris. This is where I think the Cancer Gods are out to get me. Now, I need to read these reports in FRENCH. We have been in Paris for almost 2 years now, and I can write an entire blog about my french language learning – errrh- non~skills.
If you have a sense of humour- go out with me in Paris for some true down to earth embarrassment. It happens daily :-).
Bad news kids. I am sooooo very very very sad to report that Michael will need chemotherapy. Here is where the passionate part comes in.
We need you. We need you to help us to continue to have some great fun and get through this TOGETHER.
This is where the rubber meets the road. We will be spending a lot of time in Toronto at Princess Margaret.
So when I say ” rubber meets the road”, I am cool with meeting up for retail therapy along side chemotherapy.
Let’s have some date nights in Toronto with our friends and our family…..