My Boobs!
Good lord, this is the fourth time I have had a mammogram, so I know what to expect – but that doesn’t make it any less painful or any easier. Twenty years from now doctors will look back on the whole mammogram procedure and think-who the hell came up with that idea? Flattening a woman’s breast so that it resembles a pancake…with a nipple sticking out the side. I forget to breathe and find myself getting lightheaded for each 20 seconds that my boobs are being crushed as it HURTS damnit!
However, I know it is all for a good cause and I want to be healthy AND I want to keep my boobs just as they are. So, I will go again next year for the booby mashing and be happy and feel better AFTER the procedure is done and the results are in.
Best of luck to all those women out there who are having mammograms – and remember to BREATHE :)
Posted by: Paula on September 29th, 2006 | 1 Comment »
Personally, I think it’s quite comical. Most of you don’t know what or who I am talking about so let me fill you in…
I live in a small town – a very small town. It’s a pretty village – and there are some really great people here that my family and I are friends with. However, ever since moving here five years ago, we have come to know some of the town folk who are, shall we say, bad news. I would say there are a handful or so of these town folk, so, we are polite if need be, but just mind our own business and do not mingle with them.
Up until today I have kept quiet and just laughed off this one mom in particular, however, starting today – I’m going to say what I feel like saying about her and you know what? I don’t give a shit.
This mom that I am speaking of is very insecure, seethingly jealous and I do believe has serious mental problems. She enjoys being negative, she enjoys trying to hurt others and she is just plain miserable – so, she takes it out on others. Basically, she is a bitch and enjoys it. She tries to control all of her family and the few friends that she has and I have talked to others about grown women with this disorder – and guess what?! There actually is a name for it! "Queen Bee Syndrome" A friend of mine told me to check out this book entitled Mean Girls Grown Up by Cheryl Dellasega, Ph.D so I picked it up and read it. Bingo! I have diagnosed (let’s just call her Kat) Kat’s problem – or at least part of it. (Part of her issues may go back deeper in her childhood as she told me when I moved here that her father left her family for a neighbor mom he was hot after – great dad!) Kat is a CATTY MOM. She grew up a CATTY GIRL and now she continues her role as "The Queen Bee" (or so she thinks she is). As Cheryl states in her wonderful book – "The Queen Bee is all grown up and ready to sting – mean girls grow up to be mean women." In other words – she is a female BULLY (also called Relational Aggression). She has to lie to get where she wants to be, to have that control that she desires. She back stabs others continuously, even her so called friends. I remember when we moved to this town she was all over me – friendly, filling me in on everyone in the town, negative and positive, but mostly negative about her so called friends. She denies it to this day – but she forgets – there was a witness to her words – my husband, and he remembers very well her mean, negative words she had on some of our great friends here today. And what is very sad about the whole thing is that she is raising her two kids to be exactly like her.
I have told her in the past that jealousy is not a pretty thing and it is not becoming on her. You know what? She gets uglier by the minute.
So there. I have gotten that off my chest and boy do I feel better. Now, to get back to work and stop wasting anymore of my time on her.
I think I have just stomped on a bee.
Posted by: Paula on September 23rd, 2006 | 1 Comment »
So, I just finished a fabulous read the other night, one I’m sure you’ve heard of – may have even seen the movie some years ago…Bridges of Madison County. Yes, I am turning into a helpless romantic in my older age. You remember the movie – where Meryl Streep plays Francesca, the lonely housewife married to a conservative (boring) farmer in Iowa. Then an out-of-state stranger (photographer) comes to town and she decides to get jiggy with him…yea, that’s the story, you remember now. All kidding aside, it is really a beautiful story and so well written. I saw the movie years ago and decided to read the book last week ( I was in a mood). It is a quick read and very well worth the time. My next novel…The Emperor’s Children by Claire Messud.
Well, it’s soccer season and it shows. I have been away from my home and desk constantly playing the role of soccermom. It’s fun. I am starting to enjoy soccer more and more over the years. Only two of my four boys are playing as the older two are in college and are more interested in hoops right now. My younger guys – Phillip 14 and Joseph 11 are the soccer players this year. Joseph’s first game is coming up next week – GO J! and Phillip’s freshman high school team has played three games so far against other school’s JV teams. Phillip is doing well. He has scored in every game so far and runs his butt off out there on the field. He looks good in green. The kids on the team call him Dr. Phil…go figure :)
The Tunbridge World Fair has come to town. Where I live in Vermont, there is a huge world fair every September that plops into a town near mine for four days and nights. My youngest son, Joseph, looks forward to this big event all year long. He could pitch a tent and just sleepover for the weekend and that would be all good with him.
Kids. They really enjoy the simple things in life which is so nice.
Posted by: Paula on September 16th, 2006 | No Comments »
Yea, it is QUIET around this place. Yesterday – Monday, which was Labor Day, we spent the day driving. We packed up Tony, my oldest son, and headed to UMASS – which was a ZOO with kids everywhere! We met his roommate Kevin, which he met last year and got to be great friends with, and Kevin’s parents. Nice family. Tony is in a different dorm this year and he is psyched. His mom is not that excited however. Last year he was on floor #3 and this year he’s on floor #9 – I don’t like heights. I guess I shouldn’t complain. His dorm has 22 floors so it could be much worse. And another thing…his floor is co-ed! I’m sorry, but who thought that up? I’m sure he doesn’t mind, though he does not fancy that the boys bathrooms are below him and above him (floors 8 and 10)! Nothing on floor #9 for the guys!
Guess he better learn to hold it.
Well, I’m another year older today, blah, blah, blah. I had a nice birthday dinner this past weekend with the family (everyone except my son Nick, who is already at UCONN). Oh well, I hardly even think about b-days anymore – as my hubby says, "I’m 29 and holding." :)
Sounds good to me.
Posted by: Paula on September 5th, 2006 | No Comments »