Archive for June, 2011

Nutella Pancakes

Inspired by this at bell’alimento,  I took my pancake recipe, minus chocolate chips and sugar/agave, added maybe 1/4 cup Nutella, and made this.



Thank God.  Scans were clean.  Next stop: Lymphedema specialist for my arm.

I’ll get all deep and philosophical about it later.  Right now I’m grateful.  Just plain grateful.  For everything.

And I’m drinking a beer.

And cooking lobster tail.  Because nothing says celebration like lobster and beer.  Heh.

Deep Thoughts from the MRI

As I was trussed in the Hannibal Lector mask and chest weights and shoved into the tiny white tunnel, I thought to myself,

“Lying in an MRI machine for 1 and 1/2 hours is like going to a really expensive and loud Philip Glass concert performed by a giant woodpecker.”

I have a bad feeling.

Hopefully it’s just because last time I was hit in the back of  the head with the cancer shovel and this is my brain’s way of coping.

I will know more tomorrow.

(fatty necrosis fatty necrosis fatty necrosis.)


So, as always, I’ll be plain.

I’ve had elbow pain on and off since about January, so when my oncologist’s office called to reschedule my 6 month appointment (which had accidentally scheduled for 5 months), I declined  because I wanted to ask her about it.

She felt a lump on my cancer side on my rib under my arm.   Which could be pinching nerves in my elbow.


It could be fatty necrosis from reconstruction and a lymphedema issue in my elbow.

Yes, I’m scared.  Yes, it’s more likely fatty necrosis than cancer.  So I’m trying not to freak too much.  But.  The thing about cancer is it seems to be unpredictable.

So chant with me please.  Fatty necrosis.  Fatty necrosis.  F-A-T-T-Y necrosis.

5 Snapshots


Giving her brother a fauxhawk. Or at least trying.


Happy Dinner Time


Planina at the Russian Festival in Boulder


L's reminder to throw away 2 year old frozen turkey


Most Cheerful Baby's Summer Reading

Car in the yard 2: the sequel

Dear God:








Yours truly,


School’s Out!






