Fundraiser

Eric Lutheran
September 27th
In July, fellow pool player, and all around
great guy, Eric Lutheran, was diagnosed
with Acute Promyelocytic Luekemia.
Eric and Amber have been fighting this
disease and its many complications in
Rochester, and Grand Forks. Eric has
recently received the great news that
his Luekemia is in remission. Eric has
been out of work since being diagnosed,
and will continue to have many travel
and medical expenses.
BROKEN DRUM
Sign up from noon to 1:00 pm start
Field must close at first 32 players
Entry fee $15.00
($5.00 goes directly to benefit)
If you are unable to shoot,
please stop by and join in the fun!
Many great
door prizes & raffles
Fun!
Friends!
& Food!
A huge thank you to all
who have contributed :
Broken Drum Cenex 32nd & Demers
TJ’s Pool Hall Holiday Inn
KC Club Americ Inn
I.F. Lafleur & Sons FedEx Kinkos
Slapshot Pizza
If you are interested in getting involved further by
donating a prize for raffle, or food item for lunch,
please contact John Lutheran at 218-779-4802
for

Hair We Go

It's Saturday and I long for a shower. For some reason, sleeping in hospitals makes me feel extra dirty. Perhaps it's the germs floating around in the air or because I am seeing other people than just Eric or myself in the mirror. Why does short hair make you look like such a monster after sleeping? And why do movies never portray the short hair syndrome? It's stick up all over and makes odd shapes in the back of your head. If you didn't look mutant before, you sure do after sleeping with short hair. Guys usually don't have this issue since some how they look cute with hair sticking up all over. Not sure why that is. Must be something testosterone does.

Scribbles

I received high praise the other day from two women my dad used to work with before he retired. They read the Caring Bridge site for Eric and because of my small posts and updates there, they believe I should be a writer. My dad also fell into agreement with them because of some papers I'd written in college.

Well, now. How about that? It's something I've always wanted to be, a writer, a professional. However, I lack ideas. I read novels frequently and never identify with the main characters. I am not sure if that makes me so strange or if the main characters in American fiction today are so off base that we all sit there going... Who DOES that? Maybe it's just me and I am too fussy for my own good.

I also talked to a doctor the other day who was impressed with my medical knowledge and thought I ought to give med school a try. Or nursing school since I can finish that so much faster than med school. Perhaps I shall be the next Cook or something. I can write all kinds of horrible medical mysteries. Or, hell stick to real life. It seems more interesting lately than any fiction I've read.

I've come more and more to realize that marriage is not something I need to have or want. It just seems so much more complicated than it needs to be. Who knows, I could change my mind the minute that sparkly ring appears out of its box. Mind you, there is no box and no sparkly ring, it was just a thought.

Well, my knee hurts and precludes me from typing any more. I do not type with my knees, but I am special so knee pain means that this entry is over. Not that anyone reads this anyway. However, I enjoy putting "down" in cyberspace.

Oregon Trail

Today, I bought a shop-vac. This purchase has a purpose other than sheer desire. Our washing machine leaks out the bottom of it. It's sitting inside a plastic tray, but the water is also sitting in the plastic tray. It's quite gross looking. So, I am going to suck up the water. Then, I am going to vacuum my car with it.

Maybe with a vacuum in hand and at-hand, I'll be more apt to keep my car clean. Somehow I doubt this, but there is always room for change. Just like those ideas in my head that some day I'll exercise, be healthier, eat right, and will change the world by being more in the world.

My world is small at the moment. It's amazing how small one's world because when something happens. The wagons do circle and they block out other parts of the world at times. They shade you from the burning issues of life while you focus on your compadre, they water your garden of love and trust by listening to you cry in the night, and they slowly wheel themselves apart allowing the world to come back to you slowly, so seeing what's behind the covered wagons isn't a shock.

Slow the white sea is parting and the pioneers donning their caps and bonnets, ready to wish me a farewell.

Some days I am just tired and weird, little things annoy me.

Here is a list of what has been bugging me lately.

1. Celebrities and how much they date/sleep around. It's just gross not to mention I frankly don't care who Reese Witherspoon is eating dinner with at the last hotspot.

2. People who cannot accept their bodies as they are and don't understand acceptance when they hear it. I am fat. This is not mean. I am. I weight 265 pounds and am 5'8". That makes me fat and it's okay. It's the way I am, it's about the way I've been since the second half of seventh grade. I do not plan on being smaller, toned, taut. That's okay.

3. I can't make The Boy do anything he doesn't want to... I am not his keeper, I am not his mother. So, stop trying to see if I can talk him into something.

4. I am tired of being poor. It's irritating and I don't understand how other people in similar situations do not struggle as we do. Maybe I'll blame it on the celebrities.

5. My car is messy... it's like a digusting dive bar you hate going to but once you're in there, it's not too bad.

6. I don't like not being in the loop. I want to know what's going on, want to help if there's something for The Boy, wants to be a part of it in some way instead of being shut out.

7. I cannot stand some attitudes I've recently noticed... this is new a notion to me, but it's just standing out more.

8. This list... so I shall end it.

So, life is moving along. Eric is doing okay and is continuing his treatment for leukemia. He was told he is in Remission last Tuesday, but still requires more treatment. He will have two more rounds of IV chemo and a few more weeks of oral chemo. But the Remission news was excellent. We celebrated with lunch and with the doctor's permission, Eric had two beers.