2011
Susan, Mary, Tracie, Heather, Laura, Brenda, Terri, Debbie, Nan, Michelle...the list goes on... A bunch of forty-ish-year-old buddies from all over the map who are determined to look on the bright side. Between us, we're helping each other raise several minivans full of kids, some animals, and a little hell every now and then.
When Susan was diagnosed with breast cancer in the Spring of 2005, we decided that if she's got to have cancer, at least breast cancer is a fashionable cancer to have. You get lots of attention, precious pink ribbons to pin on your clothes, and all the chicken casserole your heart desires.
How can we help our friend? Well, Mary's husband quickly pointed out that nobody needs HER cooking ANYTHING. Tracie's husband reminded us that this is not a sprint. It is a marathon. We've sent books, flowers, chocolate, and Hallmark cards. Doesn't seem there's much else to do but try to have a little fun.
"So, Mary.... now that you work at the church and all, how 'bout we go out and stir up a little trouble - you can just swing through the sanctuary and ask for our forgiveness the next morning at work. It'll be so convenient!
Susan states her case...
LOOK OUT CANCER! We ain't puttin' up with you!!!
This is the WINNING video, people!!
The WINNING VIDEO!!
SUSAN'S WINNING VIDEO!!
This is incredibly exciting, of course!! Susan spent hours and hours working on this. We spent hours and hours thinking about what we would do if she won. Then, we waited for days and days.
It was torture. We waited and we waited and we waited.... would we go on Oprah? Would she win a TRIP somewhere? Would we be FAMOUS?
...and then, finally... she found out that SHE WON!!! OMG! OMG!
What did she win? Well, um.... that's the thing... it was,,,, well,.... it was...
a lunch tote.
No. We're not kidding. Oh well. Guess a girl's gotta eat lunch...
yes, we still give a damn about breast cancer.
honestly, people. give us more credit than that.
Susan's the boss of the Cancer Conference. This is the big one, people.
Mary's the Church Lady. Susan's still the same old sinner.
No, we do not understand how Facebook works. No, we do not. Not at all. But we are willing to stumble along and make Facebook friends 'cuz we like the convenience of wearing ratty old sweatpants and eating cream-cheese-based snacks while we socialize. Won't YOU be our friend?
Sheesh! As if I didn't have enough to do! Time to update the Facebook Page....
