A year in the can
Yes, kids, we’re coming up on a year since the boobs were cut off (Feb.27th, I think)(I can’t believe I forgot the date already)…it’s hard to believe. There’s a lot to do, since the Second Annual Boob-Eating Day is right at the start of March,and I’ve got to make healthy, vegan and/or raw alternatives to the pink cupcakes from last year’s festivities (although they were delicious…thanks again, Marisa!). In lieu of actually getting off my lazy, overworked ass to do anything official, I’m just gonna wax rhapsodic about things I am happy about for a moment:
1. In the past year, I’ve seen my friend Jacqueline’s small, defiant business start to blossom, watched her on tv, and got to know her as a person, and that’s been awesome.
2. I’ve gotten connected to a world of wonderful women who are blogging about cancer & life, and who knock me out with their eloquence, courage, and honesty.
3. I haven’t missed my boobs even once. Really.
OK, done. And unfortunately, so is this post, as I am exhausted from running around in the park today. 
I can’t believe it’s been a year! But in a way it also seems like a long long time ago. Weird.
I’m so honored to have made it on your list of “things you’re happy about”. How sweet is that!? I miss you like crazy, woman. When I’m feeling better I have to make some serious plans to come out there to beautious country and see you all again. I mean it.