Scott McGillivray Cancer Journey Update #3
Scott’s doing very well since returning home from Scottsdale. We met with his oncologist in November and she was pleased with his CT scan results. Dr. Hao suggested Scott’s next…
For Goodness Sex
At this ripe age, if her briefs match her bra, canoodling wasn’t his idea. Valentine's day used to be a laydown. An open-and-shut case of thumping thighs, cottontail style. Before…
New Year, New You, Blah Blah Blah
It’s been a year since I didn’t become a better person. That’s 25 years running I haven’t come up with a new me. Every January we beat ourselves up for…
Cancer Is A Word, Not A Sentence
In May, Lori’s husband Scott was diagnosed with tonsil cancer. Only one month later it was confirmed that the cancer had metastasized to his lungs. Instead of curling up in…
Why Are Women So Hard On Ourselves?
Sometimes I swear like a MF trucker. No surprise there, but I’m caught off-guard when it’s directed at me. I call myself an idiot when I’m absent-minded. I’m a cow…
Knock, Knock, Knockin’ On Depression’s Door
What happened to me? Did you have it all But hit the wall And didn’t even see it coming What happens when you fall How do you get back up…
Caution: Memory Loss Ahead
They say your memory is the first thing to… something, something. I suffer from CRS — Can’t Remember Shit. Everyday conversation is turning into a game of charades. “Oh, what’s…
An Open Letter To My Boobs
Winnebagos, melons, jugs, cans! Whatever you wanna call ‘em, our boobs need more cradling than just a good bra. October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. A reminder to check your…
Let It F***ing Go
“So I just decided to let it go,” said no woman ever. When my husband and I argue, I have the damndest time letting go. I’ll come out swinging with…
