So, yesterday I was in a pickle, a meeting ran late at work and I was cutting it close to be at the bus stop for Cydney when the bus dropped her off.  Frantically, I tapped out a text to her…”Hi? What’s up? You heading home? ”  (the opening line was the proverbial Mom trying to sound younger while connecting with her teenager)! The reply was a confused…”What??????”. I had accidentally texted my niece. So, I tried again. This time it was…”I will get you at 3:15″. This time the reply was “Wrong Kid! And I’m at work anyway!”. I had again texted the wrong person and this time it was a friend of mine! I guess I am lucky my damage was minimal, but I know some of you may have had an accidental text land in the wrong hands with embarrassing consequences! What are your careless texting stories?

So, I decided to take dancing lessons. I know! I KNOW!!! I am not sure what came over me! I was asked by a friend, who just happens to be Cuban and an amazing dancer, to venture into the land of salsa dancing.  Salsa dancing lessons to be specific! I have always wanted to try it and so I agreed. However, then, I did the smartest thing possible; I invited 5 friends to accompany me and make me feel less like a loser!! I have to admit it was fun, but boy there was a lot to remember! That’s why I chuckled when I saw this latest dance video from the Filipino prisoners who brought us the Thriller video recreation. It’s a bit long…but it’s to the Queen tunes (mostly Queen tunes) we all know and love and it is all in sync! A goal I never could reach on the salsa dance floor!!!! Have fun watching!!!

Where’s the ChaChaCha???

Growing up, my Beggar’s Night meant running from house to house as fast as I could with a big bag of goodies almost weighing as much as I did. I loved the moment it was over when I dumped it out on the family room floor to pick out my favorites and single out the duds! The duds to me were anything homemade. If there was a popcorn ball that I couldn’t attach a house to, it was pitched. I did kind of feel badly that I was tossing out something someone took painstaking time to make, but my budding germaphobia wouldn’t allow me the risk. Were you like me? Did you pass on the homemade goodies?  I know, I probably missed out on one of life’s little Halloween pleasures. But guess what? It’s made me the woman I am today! Pass the Purell and ring the bell! Happy Halloween!

Thank you Sunny 95 listeners! You did it! You rose to the occasion yesterday, and picked up your Pink Frosty Shake at my Wendy’s location on Riverside Dr.!  As a result, we more than doubled the competition’s efforts and walloped that “other guy” (whom I will keep anonymous out of respect .)! We Won! We Won! Actually the winner is all of us. The more attention we draw to breast cancer, the more likely we are to find a cure. Thank you! And yes, I enjoyed drinking my part in the challenge too! Hey…I told you I was competitive!

Oh, and our efforts during Breast Cancer Awareness month continue;  join me this Sunday morning at COSI, for The American Cancer Society’s “Making Strides Against Breast Cancer”, 5k run and walk. Registration begins at 8:30 with the race at 10. See you there!

There was a time-not so awfully long ago-when having Cydney join me on a jog meant she would rollerblade or bike beside me to keep up while I ran. She simply was too small and didn’t have the stamina to run 3 miles, but enjoyed “working out” with mom; and so she would ride or skate along. 

Wow! How time flies! This past Tuesday, I picked Cydney up after school and she said she wanted to go for a run. Sure I thought, “a run”! Well, not only did the girl run, but she seemed to effortlessly bound out in front like some sort of gazelle! Suddenly, I was the one who could barely keep up with this future track star! Seriously, my pride was being severely trampled upon! I pushed it to keep up, but I knew I wasn’t running toward anything. Nope, I was pushing to run from something: the fact that I was not getting any younger and my baby was growing up! That’s a bittersweet realization for certain! And when the cramp in my side goes away, I might just have to cry a bit!

You know I have been called competitive on more than one occassion in my life. For the most part, I think it has been an asset in business and life in general. I am sure there have been times where it has been a detriment too-like when I coached Graham’s 4 year old soccer team and had a perfect season. I was…shall we say…a little carried away a times. In hindsight, I was ridiculously competitive with those little 4-6 year olds…they should have been allowed to pick dandelions! LOL! The funny thing is that I don’t even know where it comes from. My parents are laid back, and although they exercise, they are not particularily athletic people. I guess I must have found a recessive gene to latch onto somewhere in the womb!
This time though, there is a competition I am not going to apologize for…in fact, I am going to brag about it and shout it from the rafters! October, being “Breast Cancer Awareness” month, has been very busy for me. I had an appearance and my mammogram with the help of the James Cancer Hospital and Macy’s, at the start of the month…and I will emcee the “Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Event” this Sunday morning at COSI. Tomorrow though, is all about me getting a little competitive while we try to stamp out this disease! Join me between 11-1 PM, when I challenge Mark Dantzer from our sister station Mix 107.9, and we try to see who can sell the most Wendy’s Pink Frosty Shakes for Breast Cancer fundraising. It’s Drink Pink Day and I will be at the Wendy’s at 161/Riverside Drive, across form the corporate headquarters..he’ll be…uhm somewhere else….I can’t really remember. LOL! See how competitve I am!
Come join me for games and prizes too! See you at lunch time tomorrow (Thursday, October 22nd)!

What is going on in the house of the Balloon Boy. I get the sense there is more than a little foul play regarding the supposed trip the 6 year old took in the skies over Colorado, and the trip to nowhere the concerned police and rescue workers were taken on during a desperate search. The child of course was found safely (Thank God) in a box in an attic above the garage. As the story goes, he was scared of the fact the balloon got away and that he would be blamed. Is that true? If so, why did he tell the press that his dad said it would be a show? Somethiing doesn’t add up!
Questions I want answered: What is with his publicity seeking parents? Who goes on the show, “Wife Swap”, once-let alone twice? And what type of selfishness implores parents to parade this obviously sick child on multiple national and local TV shows while the boy barfs on camera…not once-but twice that I saw! These parents need to be investigated. Something isn’t right! Do you agree?

This is just because we deserve a giggle!!!! Go Bucks!!!Go Bucks!

I am going to sound like a nagging spouse here, but I nag because I care! Ladies, have you gotten your mammograms? If not, what are you waiting for? I hope it isn’t for some revolutionary new procedure that is completely without a dose of humiliation or discomfort, because that is not likely anytime soon. I got my mammogram Friday, and I would just like to say it isn’t a horrible thing. It only takes about 30 minutes in total and it isn’t really that uncomfortable. Sure, they manhandle you to get the best images, but only because they have to do it that way. The most uncomfortable part for me is ripping those stickers off of my breasts after the fact! Who thought that adhesive on those things was “user friendly”? I swear the Gorilla Glue people came up with it!
Seriously though, get that mammogram! You owe it to YOU!

Join me ladies this Friday, 10/9, from 10AM-noon at the James Care Mammography Center on the second floor at Macy’s Easton. The first 100 women to get a mammogram get a $10 Macy’s gift card. Plus, if you are one of the first 100 attendees you’ll receive a yoga mat and carry case! Yoga and knowledge…yea! We can all learn while we feel the burn! See you Friday!