Is that a mask on your face or are you just happy to see me?

Happy Friday esteemed and loving friends, family and folks in general! Woo hoo!! The weekend is here! Is it just me or is Friday the most delightful day of the week? Or is it Monday? ;-) Hope everyone had a spectacularly, fantabulously, amazingly productive and wonderful week. I feel like Alice in Wonderland ... my days just get curiouser and curiouser ... all good of course ... more in a bit ... first things first ....a gajillion thanks (that's a real number by the way) to my creative, artistic, generous pal and kindred-spirit-in-crime Racherella for creating my incroyable, veramente, sexy, new avatar ... (merci mille fois, Racherella!!).

OK ... are you folks ready? (ahem) "Is this mic on? Test test test ....."

"(ahem) And ... here she is ... all the way from Racherella's creative mind ... the hot.... the fierce .... the fearless .... the compassionate .... the funny (note: had to throw that in there ... heheheh!!) .... the Super (S)Hero ... put your hands together and give it up for the Uber sexy CANCERELLA!!" (APPLAUSE!! CHEERS!!! CONFETTI!! LIGHTS!! APPLAUSE!!)


And the grand unveiling!! Voila! (still can't find accents - dang it!@!) - Cancerella to your right - whaddya all think?? She totally fits the part princess persona, right? (note the bitching tiara - it's sparkly, twinkly, Uber beautiful, and mildly-but-gently-fierce!); she is hot and thin (hey - this is MY fantasy and MY alter ego and thus, my alter ego is skinny and hot! heheheh!!! AND clad in leather!); she has a beautiful crystal-ly belt (more sparkles and twinkles - my latest thing - I seem to have a thing for bling ... oooooh that rhymes! My Thang for Blang ...); her lacy, feminine skirt because, after all, she's a lady, dontcha know!!?; she's got a tat (NATCH) on her arm - to signify the fact that I survived the whole boobectomy in October 2011 (that was easy actually, relatively speaking - I don't mean to diminish or demean the experience for anyone else who may be reading this; not at all. Relatively speaking, considering the fact that I have a tuuumaaa in my brain, it makes the walnut-sized lump in my boob (I have never looked at walnuts the same way since then) seem simple by comparison...so when I discovered (GASP!) the lump on my right boobie, I called my doc and yadda yadda yadda, a surgeon removed it ... it was pretty much that simple. Then, I went and got nuked for seven weeks ... that was exhausting ... and I have a permanent tan mark (a weird one) on my little right boobie (who cares really ....as my loving hubby has always stated: "tits are for kids" and the man certainly did not marry me for my boobs!@! Now THAT'S funny!@! It was therefore ironic that I ended up with breast cancer .... yet another digression ...) ....but I think I told you fine folks that already - I am so sorry - I constantly digress ...) ... Cancerella also has no hair on her shapely melon (my future lot - I have decided that when my hair starts falling out in patches (eek, how awkward that will be ... but kind of funny too!@), I will have my darling hubby shave my head ... he owes me one ... I had to shave his head a few years ago because I screwed up cutting his hair ... the one and only time I ever cut his hair ... so I am all about fairness and what the hell; it will be fun!) ... she also has beautiful feathers AND Venice is her stunning backdrop (where her/my family hails from ... cool right?) .... all that to say, I LOVE my beautiful new avatar/persona .... woo hooo!!!!

Oh ... speaking of the hair thing, I learned today that Joan Rivers - that icon of natural beauty (*snort* *wheeze* *chortle*) evidently schlocks a line of products where you literally fill in the cracks and bald spots ... on sheer principle alone, I would rather walk around with big bald spots then buy anything from Ms. Rivers .... ("wanna buy a watch?" "do you need some eye brow goo?" "Hey - check out my stylish (GAK) new wardrobe offerings." blecchh.... oy vey. Buying stuff from her is akin to hearing that most infamous of greetings "Welcome to W** M**t (aka the Evil Empire.... you know who I'm talking about ... ;-) ....) ....

So today I delighted in getting sucked into the cat scan tube again (thank God I'm not claustrophobic) and had another cat scan (yet one more picture of the inside of my melon - I should sell them on eBay - I bet there are some folks out there who would probably buy them ... I follow this gal on Pinterest and she pins some reeeeeeeeeallllly odd stuff on to a few boards - I'm talking really strange, off-the-wall, weird stuff; not recipes or shots of pretty vacation spots ... oh noooooooooo .... some weeeeeeeeeeeird stuff - which is exactly why I follow her! heheheh! Fascinating stuff and to each his/her own, right? And I would bet a bit of my grey/gray matter that somebody out there would buy a shot of the inside of my cranium ....I digress...) .... anyway, the gals who will be directing the nuker at my noggin fashioned me a mask .... basically, it's a mesh thing that they soaked in a tub of warm water then placed over my face and let it dry until it hardened and took the shape of my middle aged face... somewhere I pictured something different, but I kept my eyes closed and envisioned the bling thing (reprise ;-) .... and I think I got a mild facial at the same time - BONUS!! :-) ... so I have to wear the thing-y below when I go in for my treatments .... here's a shot ... sexy right? :-)

While I'm still waiting for new words to replace tuuuuuuuuumaaaaaaaaa, I'm thinking decorating the mask below with sparkles and bling (!) and crystals and feathers and fun stuff (hubby will put googly eyes on it) might be fun - what do you folks think? Creative shots welcome!! Still thinking of prizes (I guess the Rice-a-Roni consolation prize was not appealing to anyone? Hmmm .... must be more creative!)


In the meantime, I will leave you with this philosophical question - I am wearing a physical mask for six weeks (albeit for 20 minutes at a time), and I have essentially let down my emotional mask ... it's true (GASP!) :-)  ... I am starting to tell more folks about my situation and the more folks I tell, the more real it becomes .... the reality is that I feel so strong - I really do - and that is absolutely because of the love, support, prayers, laughs, emails, texts, comments, hugs and kisses from all of YOU!!! I am so so blessed ... thank you all ... I love you all ...

And on that lovely note, this evening's closing and sign-off is courtesy of Uncle K. (thank you Uncle K.):

Radiating Love,

Cancerella
xoxox