If you don't know what Project 2025 is, Google it. It's from a group of ultra-conservative, Christian nationalists that want to rule the country. I'm going to share some data from a Project 2025 tracker, here's the link if you want to see the info directly.
Sex Lies and Broken Promises
Hmmmm......it's mostly about me, but sometimes it's about family, work, fun, and any darn thing else I please. I'm just past that "middle aged" age, based on the longevity on both sides of the family, and I'm really enjoying my life and the ones in it! I'm a no nonsense kind of girl, hate liars and fakes, and have an extremely low bullshit tolerance. Unless we're goofing around, then it's no holds barred.
Thursday, September 18, 2025
Project 2025
Thursday, February 6, 2025
Celebrations and Frustrations
I'll start with the celebrations - tomorrow marks 1 year since my last chemo! Woot woot yeah! It kinda snuck up on me this week, but how could I ever forget. I used to have all the dates of each specialist I saw in my head, but they are slowly disappearing from my memories. I remember my
- biopsy date
- diagnosis date
- surgery date
- 1st chemo and radiation treatment dates
- port surgery date
- last chemo and radiation treatment dates
Sunday, November 17, 2024
The Future
Updates - I'm adding updates to the information below as things come true that I have predicted. I will also include the date and links to supporting documentation. New data will be in a color other than black.
The election is over (thank goodness, tired of all the ads everywhere) and unfortunately, my candidate did not win. I've never been overly upset whenever my preferred candidate lost in the past, but this time was different. Brian stayed up watching the election coverage and came to bed sometime around 3am or so. He woke me to give me the news, and it was like someone poured cold water over me. I stared into the bathroom for what seemed like hours, and the tears just came flowing as the realization sunk in that one of the vilest humans possible was elected as our president.
Donald Trump is a:
- convicted felon
- 91 criminal charges (dropped to 88)
- 4 indictments
- rapist
- racist
- con-man
- liar
- cheater
- he cheated on his wives
- he cheats businesses out of payment
- he hasn't paid the venues at which he has held his political rallies
- insurrectionist
- 6 bankruptcies
- 2 impeachments
- 1 convicted company
- 1 fake charity shut down
- 1 fake university shut down
- 26 sexual assault allegations
- $25 million dollar fraud settlement
- $5 million dollar sexual abuse settlement
- $2 million dollar charity abuse settlement
- will weaponize the DOJ to go after his political enemies, having them arrested and prosecuted. He has stated that he will do this.
- is already buddied up with Putin and will buddy up with Kim Jon Un if he hasn't already. (remember - he has praised them multiple times and mentioned he wants to be like them) - Trump's flip-flopping conceals a deeper truth, and it's not good news for Ukraine
- will grant tax breaks for the wealthy (he did it in his first presidency, so we know he will try to do this again) - he did do this - the "Big Beautiful Bill" passed summer of 2025. This bill will remove millions from healthcare (either through Medicare, Medicaid, or ACA market plans), due to alleged "illegal immigrants fraudulently having these healthcare plans - they are NOT eligible for the government plans except for emergency situations). added 9/18/2025
- will take away rights from the LGBTQ+ community (this is in the Project 2025 agenda) - as of 9/18/2025, the Supreme Court has decided against hearing Kim Davis' case (she was the county person responsible for issuing marriage licenses and refused to issue one to a gay couple after same-sex marriage was made legal. She was fined as part of her case loss, and is trying to get the fines overturned) added 9/18/2025
- will institute a federal ban on abortion
- will ban contraception
- will pardon all of the January 6 insurrectionists (he has stated this previously) - he did this on inauguration day. Many of those arrested and/or convicted have been arrested again for charges not related to the insurrection on January 6, 2021 added 9/18/2025
- he won't leave the presidency at the end of his term OR there won't even be an election in 2028
- will destroy federal agencies such as EPA, DOE, IRS
- will implement Project 2025 - as of 9/18/2025, the implementation is at 47%. I will create a separate post with the information of objectives have been completed, or are at least 50% complete. added 9/18/2025
Saturday, September 7, 2024
One Year Ago Today...
Thursday, November 30, 2023
Update on Me
I can't keep up with who I've talked to and who I haven't, so some of you may already know these things and some of you may not.
I had 11 inguinal-femoral lymph nodes removed on November 20. We knew going into the surgery that at least one of those lymph nodes had cancer, and per pathology, none of the others had cancer. That was fantastic news, and I'm so very thankful that it had not spread to additional lymph nodes.
My recovery has been going well so far. I have a drain coming from the groin area which I have to empty a couple times a day. It clogged yesterday and I had fluid spilling out around the drain. I was able to get the clog cleared and it's back to normal now. But y'all - the drain stuff grosses me out! I've been dealing with it myself since I came home from the hospital and blech!!!!!
I have a lot of numbness in the groin, hip, and thigh, which I think helped me with the pain level. I've never been one to take many pain pills after a major surgery, and this one was no exception. I've only had 2 or 3 of the prescription pain meds, and I've taken Tylenol a couple of times to take the edge off. (talked to my mom today and she was expecting me to be in agony, as she reminded me of how I complained and whined so badly as a child when I would get a cut or a scrape! LOL)
I have my post-op appointment coming up on 12/5, where I hope to have this drain removed. I'll have my next oncology appointment on 12/6, and I would imagine that this appointment is to set my radiation and chemo schedule.
On December 18, I'm scheduled for a high resolution anoscopy. This is done under general anesthesia, and there will be multiple biopsies taken. For those that don't know what this is - it's an examination looking for anal cancer. The regular anoscopy hasn't shown anything for concern, so they're doing this to make 100% sure that there's nothing to worry about.
All of the providers I've seen (oncologist, general surgeon, colorectal surgeon, gyn oncologist, and dermatologist), are baffled as to the source of this squamous cell carcinoma in my lymph nodes. All of them have said that for cancer to have spread from a primary location to the lymph nodes, the primary tumor should be of some size. And yet I have nothing that anyone can see that's of any concern, anywhere.
I appreciate the prayers and positive energy that all of you are sending my way so very much. I have no doubts that I will beat this and be well. Keep sending the prayers, mojo, juju, and all the positivity that you care to share with me, it is a definite help!
Saturday, September 30, 2023
Shaken to My Core: Life-changing Diagnosis
Hello everyone. Lots of changes in my life over the last year. For those of you who didn't know, I had gastric sleeve surgery last year in July and have lost 92 pounds. I'm about 10lbs from my goal weight, but honestly if I stay where I'm at, I won't be upset. I have bigger fish to fry now, and I'll get to that in a minute.
Losing 92lbs of course has changed my body in so many ways. I left the hospital after surgery off of my pre-diabetic medications (ozempic and metformin), as well as my lasix and potassium supplements. I came off the blood pressure medication in October last year, and my weekly mega-dose of vitamin D earlier this year. The cardiologist has taken me off the cholesterol medication, pending the outcome of my bloodwork that I'll have at the end of November. All I take now is vitamins (multi, B12, and biotin), Celexa, Singulair, and a probiotic.
My obgyn found a large nodule on my thyroid in January. I went through 2 biopsies to ensure it wasn't cancer (less than 4% chance that it was), so that was good. Turns out I have a few more nodules on my thyroid but the largest one was the biggest concern. The doctor might not have felt the nodules in the past due to the extra weight I was carrying, so who knows how long I've had thyroid nodules. Thankfully my thyroid function tests are all normal, so we're just on a watch and see plan with it. If it continues growing and becomes a problem, we can remove it, but for now I'm content on leaving it alone.
In February, the morning of my routine well check with my PCP, I found a lump in my groin. I figured it was a lymph node and of course I brought it up to the doctor. She ordered a CT scan to check it out, which I ended up having the scan done at an ED visit for a very painful tummy the next week. The CT scan just gave the dimensions of the lymph node (something like 2.1cm x 1.5, I don't recall exactly); the scan also confirmed that my severe fatty liver disease is GONE. No more fatty liver!!!!! The PCP took a wait and see plan with the lymph node, as they can sometimes swell due to some sort of infection the body is experiencing, and she didn't seem too concerned as I am generally healthy and didn't seem to have anything going on.
On August 24, I found a 2nd enlarged lymph node right next to the first one. I knew that one was new, as it had not shown on the CT scan back in March, so I contacted my PCP for advice. She referred me to the surgical group here, and I was able to be seen the very next morning. I had already consulted Google for the possibilities - and yes, I know - you should NEVER consult Google with medical things, so I was looking for reassurances that this was no big deal. The surgeon didn't seem overly concerned with it; he removed the original swollen lymph node on September 5 and of course it was sent to pathology to see what was going on with it.
On Thursday, September 7, my pathology results were delivered to my patient portal (MyChart). My life changed forever when I saw the words "squamous cell carcinoma" and "the malignant results were delivered to the ordering provider". I never, ever, dreamed I would be diagnosed with CANCER! I go to the obgyn every year. Get a mammogram every year. I have whatever tests and scans and vaccinations that are suggested, at the intervals recommended.
As I'm sure many of you can imagine, I was devastated at the news. I got the results at quitting time from work, and I cried all the way home. I cried when I told Brian. He held me and he cried, too. I decided that I wasn't going to tell my mother or Steven until I had more information on what kind of cancer, what stage I'm at, what my treatment plan is, etc., and I knew that some of this may take some time to get. This meant I had to straighten my crown, fix my face, and head to American Pie for Carrollton Pride Spirit Night to support Steven and the community that evening. I managed to make it through dinner and held myself together pretty good.
I'm so thankful for the gastric sleeve surgery and losing the 92lbs. I might never have found this lymph node had I not lost the weight.
I had to see the surgeon again on the 11th so that he could check me for skin cancer and another type of cancer that I'd rather forget about, and I'm clear in those regards. He was baffled at how I could have cancer in my lymph node but no obvious primary tumor. Squamous cell carcinoma is a skin cancer diagnosis, and I don't have anything that caught the surgeon's eye as being suspicious. He ordered a PET Scan, which I had on the 12th. The only thing that lit up on the scan was the remaining enlarged lymph node.
I had my first visit with oncology on the 13th. I didn't get the answers I was looking for that day, as now we were on the hunt for a primary tumor so that they'd know what this was and how to treat it. I've had a cystoscopy on my bladder, and thankfully that was all clear.
I decided to go ahead and tell my mother and my son on Friday, September 15, as Mom came to visit for the weekend, and I wanted to tell her in person. I knew I wouldn't be able to see her and not fall apart. I needed my momma y'all. BAD. I think she handled the news better than I expected, but Steven, omg that freaking broke my heart. I remember being broken hearted when I told him I was divorcing his father when he was 11, but that was mild compared to the heartbreak I experienced that night.
I saw a surgeon at the gynecologic oncology office on the 27th, and after his examination he found nothing wrong either. (I had seen a different surgeon at that practice that has now retired, for the VIN III surgery I had in 2017) This surgeon suggested that it was possible that somehow this could end up being vulvar cancer, in relation to the VIN III from 2017. He recommended that I have surgery to remove more lymph nodes in the inguinal region, as well as radiation and chemo.
I saw the oncologist for the 2nd time on the afternoon of the 27th, and she agreed with the gyn oncologist recommendations. Because there's no primary tumor, I'm told that it's really hard to give a stage. I was told we're looking at either stage 2 or stage 3. Definitely not stage 1 since it's in a lymph node, and definitely not stage 4 as it's only in the 1 lymph node based on the PET scan and has not spread elsewhere. I'm good with 2 or 3, and it gives me comfort that it hasn't metastasized.
So now I'm waiting for a surgery date with the gyn oncologist, and 4-6 weeks post-op I will begin the radiation and chemo. I'm told that the particular chemo I will have doesn't typically make your hair fall out, but I don't care if it does. I'm also told that the nausea from this one is pretty bad, so we shall see how that goes. I'm going to do anything and everything that I can to beat this!
THIS GIRL CAN!
Thursday, November 24, 2022
Thankful for the Thorns
Thankful for the Thorns
Sandra felt as low as the heels of her Birkenstocks as she pushed against a November gust and the florist shop door. Her life had been easy, like a spring breeze. Then, in the fourth month of her second pregnancy, a minor automobile accident stole her ease. During this Thanksgiving week she would have delivered a son. She grieved over her loss. As if that weren't enough, her husband's company threatened a transfer. Then her sister, whose holiday visit she coveted, called saying she could not come.
What's worse, Sandra's friend infuriated her by suggesting her grief was a God-given path to maturity that would allow her to empathize with others who suffer? "Had she lost a child? No - she has no idea what I'm feeling," Sandra shuddered. Thanksgiving? "Thankful for what?" she wondered. For a careless driver whose truck was hardly scratched when he rear-ended her? For an airbag that saved her life but took that of her child?
"Good afternoon, can I help you?"
The flower shop clerk's approach startled her. "Sorry," said Jenny, "I just didn't want you to think I was ignoring you."
"I . . . . I need an arrangement."
"For Thanksgiving?" Sandra nodded. "Do you want beautiful but ordinary, or would you like to challenge the day with a customer favorite I call the "Thanksgiving Special."
Jenny saw Sandra's curiosity and continued, "I'm convinced that flowers tell stories, that each arrangement insinuates a particular feeling. Are you looking for something that conveys gratitude this Thanksgiving?"
"Not exactly!" Sandra blurted. "Sorry, but in the last five months, everything that could go wrong has."
Sandra regretted her outburst but was surprised when Jenny said, "I have the perfect arrangement for you."
The door's small bell suddenly rang. "Barbara! Hi, "Jenny said. She politely excused herself form Sandra and walked toward a small workroom. She quickly reappeared carrying a massive arrangement of green bows, and long-stemmed thorny roses. Only, the ends of the rose stems were neatly snipped, no flowers.
"Want this in a box?" Jenny asked.
Sandra watched for Barbara's response. Was this a joke? Who would want rose stems and no flowers! She waited for laughter, for someone to notice the absence of flowers atop the thorny stems, but neither woman did.
"Yes, please. It's exquisite," said Barbara. "You'd think after three years of getting the special, I'd not be so moved by its significance, but it's happening again. My family will love this one. Thanks."
Sandra stared. "Why so normal a conversation about so strange an arrangement?" she wondered.
"Ah, said Sandra, pointing. "That lady just left with, ah . . . ."
"Yes?"
"Well, she had no flowers!"
"Off?"
"Off. Yep. That's the Special. I call it the "Thanksgiving Thorns Bouquet."
"But, why do people pay for that?" In spite of herself she chuckled.
"Do you really want to know?"
"I couldn't leave this shop without knowing. I'd think about nothing else!"
"That might be good," said Jenny.
"Well," she continued, "Barbara came into the shop three years ago feeling very much like you feel today. She thought she had very little to be thankful for. She had lost her father to cancer, the family business was failing, her son was into drugs, and she faced major surgery."
"Ouch!" said Sandra.
"That same year, I lost my husband. I assumed complete responsibility for the shop and for the first time, spent the holidays alone. I had no children, no husband, no family nearby, and too great a debt to allow any travel."
"What did you do?"
"I learned to be thankful for thorns.
"Sandra's eyebrows lifted. "Thorns?"
"I'm a Christian, Sandra. I've always thanked God for good things in life and I never thought to ask Him why good things happened to me. But, when bad stuff hit. Did I ever ask! It took time to learn that dark times are important. I always enjoyed the flowers' of life but it took thorns to show me the beauty of God's comfort. You know, the Bible says that God comforts us when we're afflicted and from His consolation we learn to comfort others."
Sandra gasped. "A friend read that passage to me and I was furious! I guess the truth is, I don't want comfort. I've lost a baby and I'm angry with God." She started to ask Jenny to "go on" when the door's bell diverted their attention.
"Hey, Phil!" shouted Jenny as a balding, rotund man entered the shop. She softly touched Sandra's arm and moved to welcome him. He tucked her under his side for a warm hug. "I'm here for twelve thorny long-stemmed stems!" Phil laughed, heartily.
"I figured as much," said Jenny. "I've got them ready." She lifted a tissue-wrapped arrangement form the refrigerated cabinet.
"Beautiful," said Phil. "My wife will love them."
Sandra could not resist asking, "These are for your wife?"
Phil saw that Sandra's curiosity matched his when he first heard of a Thorn Bouquet. "Do you mind me asking, 'Why thorns?"
"In fact, I'm glad you asked, "He said. "Four years ago my wife and I nearly divorced. After forty years, we were in a real mess, but we slogged through, problem by rotten problem. We rescued our marriage - our love, really. Last year, at Thanksgiving, I stopped in here for flowers. I must have mentioned surviving a tough process because Jenny told me that for a long time she kept a vase of rose stems --- stems! --- As a reminder of what she learned from 'thorny' times. That was good enough for me. I took home stems, My wife and I decided to label each one for a specific thorny situation and give thanks for what the problem taught us. I'm pretty sure this stem review is becoming a tradition."
Phil paid Jenny, thanked her again and as he left, said to Sandra, "I highly recommend the Special!"
"I don't know if I can be thankful for the thorns in my life, "Sandra said to Jenny.
"Well, my experience says that thorns make roses more precious. We treasure God's providential care more during trouble than at any other time. Remember, Sandra, Jesus wore a crown of thorns so that we might know His love. Do not resent thorns."
Tears rolled down Sandra's cheeks. For the first time since the accident she loosened her grip on resentment. "I'll take twelve long-stemmed thorns, please."
"I hoped you would, " Jenny said. "I'll have them ready in a minute. Then, every time you see them, remember to appreciate both good and hard times. We grow through both."
"Thank you. What do I owe you?"
"Nothing. Nothing but a pledge to work toward healing your heart. The first year's arrangement is always on me." Jenny handed a card to Sandra. "I'll attach a card like this to your arrangement but maybe you'd like to read it first. Go ahead, read it."
My God, I have never thanked Thee for my thorns! I have thanked Thee a thousand times for my roses, but never once for my thorns. Teach me the glory of the cross I bear, teach me the value of my thorns. Show me that I have climbed to Thee by the path of pain. Show me that my tears have made my rainbow. George Matheson
It's been a while since I've posted this, as I've really fallen off of my blog posting but thought it was worth sharing this year.
I'm definitely not a religious person, nor do I have a defined set of beliefs. I find myself questioning some things at times and I just kinda work things out with what makes the most sense to me. But - I do believe we are given the "thorns" in our lives for a reason. So - remember to be thankful for not only the good things in life, but also for those "thorns" that you are pricked with on occasion, for they do serve a purpose in our lives.

