The dreaded question comes up when interacting with strangers at parties. This time of year it is on overdrive, when parties with strangers runneth plenty.
It is no longer only the smarmy guy at the bar who asks, “So….What do you do?” It feels like parents, grandparents, neighbors, and friends all seem to care what people do. More often than not the do refers to, “do for income.“
I’ve never been a fan of this line. For starters, I’ve never felt that my job really defined me. Yes, it did a part of me, yet not all of me. Now I like that question even less.
I never seem to come up with the right answer. The “I don’t work” line is a firm no-go. That leads directly to the, “No, I don’t have children,” answer. I get the head-tilt and furrowed brow back. Oh, if I did not have manners I’d love to unload on them.
It seems that I am not the only person who feels this way about this simple-minded question. This article
does a fine job at explaining what questions we should be asking and what answers we should be giving.
While taking a few moments to admire my lit-up shiny & sparkly Christmas tree with my morning coffee in hand, I noticed something very peculiar going on. My cats, technically my cat, Yam, and SW’s cat, Dyno, were in sync staring due north at a blank wall. I ended up watching them for about 15 minutes. Collectively I think there were 3 twitches. It was so odd. Then my deep study was interrupted by my own full-belly laughter.
Who in the world has 15-minutes in the morning to watch cats watching nothing? I do.
I may be horribly sick but damn, I love the way I get to spend my time.
As of late, I’ve been spending my time reading and re-reading a new to me cooking blog called Generation Y Foodie. Sadly, it is no longer updated. Favs so far include the bacon corn chowder and chicken corn chili under soups.
I am looking forward to the stuffed delicata squash tonight!
I welcome boring oncologist appointments. (Sorry Dr C & Andi if you thought it was more than that.)
No scans to go over today. The only business was some pharmacy housekeeping to get addressed before my prescription coverage gets tweaked in January. Fingers are crossed that changing pharmacies and going to mail order does not cause me too much heart burn in the coming weeks.
I am still worn out after the day. I think it is from the AM fasting before my labs are drawn. Yet, it could be not giving myself the much needed 2-hour wake up period before leaving the house. Or it’s the sitting and waiting. One thing is for sure, I am certain it is not staying up past midnight rocking out to Gaelic Storm at the Aladdin Theater last night.
Clusters of days have turned into weeks; I am still uneasy about so much. I am a doubting woman as of late. I ask myself why and I come up with no answer.
I prepared a well thought out speech and delivered it at Genentech earlier this month. I walked away unsure how it was received. Why? How could I not tell if people liked it or not? I’ve been told by many it was a job well done. Why do I doubt myself? Why do I doubt the feedback?
I feel like I need constant reassurance. What I am doing is right, right? Yelling at the lazy contractor on the phone was not out of line, right? Not trusting people that should not be trusted is the right way to go, right? I know what the answers are. Why don’t I trust myself? Why am I being the version of myself who allows someone else to pick the Cranium answer when I’m fairly confident that they are wrong? Ugh! Just like then, I am annoyed at myself. How do I stop this cycle?
I know I’m supposed to look at this as a way to grow and have a better understanding about myself. But I’d really rather find a way to crumble it all up and toss it in the recycle bin. Move on and be my normal happy self!
If you see a person you know at a crematorium don’t get nervous and ask, “What are you doing here?” Trust me….You will feel like an ass like I did.
Thank you loved ones for participating!
If you live in the Portland area and have not ordered your bald cap yet – no problemo.
Bald caps will be available to purchase at Greg’s Bold Bald Birthday Bash!
The Boldness takes place Saturday, October 11th from 6:00-8:00 at The Hop & Vine. Purchase a bald cap ($10 cash/check) to support LUNGevity. Enjoy a tasty beverage while personalizing your cap. Don’t forget to wish Greg a Happy Birthday!
How this came about…
Greg, Stephanie, and me
My neighbor & friend, Greg, has shown interest in helping me plan a fundraiser for some time now. Honestly, I’ve been a tad reluctant. I have visions of grandeur but know that my energy is not able to deliver that…just yet. When I saw this already put-in-place fundraiser for all cancer types I was all in. Greg, being an awesome friend voluntarily decided to have his birthday also support the Be Bold, Be Bald event. How cool is that?!
Greg and I have joined forces for team Bold Bald Birthday Bash.
Unable to make the gathering but want to support the cause? You can make donations here.
Days ago, while perusing through the cancer blog universe, I stumbled across an advertisement that caught my immediate attention. Be Bold! Be Bald! Wear a bald cap, decorated of course, and show your support for those fighting cancer. I’m in!
The bigger question, who is in with me? It takes a lot of gumption to commit to going bald for a day. Yes, you will look a little funny wearing a bald cap. Yes, strangers might confront you. And YES, that is the point.
Voluntarily go bald for one day, Friday, October 17th. To join me you can:
- Order your bald cap here.
- Sign up for your own account and beneficiary here.
- If you are already bald or really not up for the challenge you can show support by donating here.
The bald caps cost $10. Standard 3-5 day shipping is free.
(If you are in Portland and interested in joining a cap decorating gathering, leave a comment or send me an email.)
Celebrated another wedding anniversary at the Oregon Coast a short time ago. It was wonderful. Really, wonderful. Probably the best coast weather I have ever had in Oregon.
We stay at a lovely house in the small town of Manzanita. The house is situated so that you feel like you are at a cabin in the woods. Yet, a two block walk puts you on sand staring at the Pacific Ocean.
This trip we did not stray much from the town. Visited my favorites like T-Spot and Big Wave Cafe. We also added a new favorite for dinner, Blackbird. The food and drinks were quite lovely.
I was able to get around pretty good thanks to the recent PR. Still, the time away was focused on rest and relaxation not exerting myself.
Now at home the hustle and bustle of life is creeping in. Thankfully I have learned how to schedule in the much needed down time.