I'll never capitalize cancer

I have alot going on in my life, more than just cancer and chemo. Sure it's a big part of my life right now, but it's not the most important part of my life. You will never see me spell it with a capital "c".

I'm a Wife and Mom. I love my Family. I have good Friends. We do fun stuff and dumb stuff and sometimes we argue and then we laugh again. We go to work and to the grocery store and we go swimming and have birthday parties and get ready for the first day of school.

I keep saying that I don't want ovarian cancer to define me, but sometimes I just can't help it.

A good friend put it this way for me "cancer may be defining your life for the moment, but it is not your entire life. You seem to just make time for it." That made me feel better.

If you want to see it from the beginning, my cancer story begins in March.

The rest of my story is happening now.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

A Life Lesson Learned at the Gas Station.

This has nothing to do with Commit2Fit, except that this is what happens when you go too long between snacks and your blood sugar drops and you get a bit cranky.

It was the middle of the afternoon, I went to the Post Office, used my debit card at the kiosk so that I wouldn't have to stand in that ridiculous line, then over to Kroger for the discounted gas.

Whatever! A car at every pump?! That's OK I can wait, but then everyone I pull up behind gets out of their car and goes to stand in line at the the window to pay! Who doesn't use a debit card at a busy gas station?

One guy fills up, goes to the window then comes back to fill up a 5 gallon container!

Finally, I just picked a spot - behind an SUV with blacked out windows. Nothing is happening. I figure the driver must be in line to pay and will be right back. It feels like forever, then finally the door opens and someone talking on a cel phone gets out and starts walking to the window!

Of course, I roll down my window and holler "Are you getting gas or what?" She looks at her friend, "Is she talking to me?"

OK now I think I am going to get my butt whipped, so I start looking for another pump. I find one, use my Kroger card, my debit card, fill up and as I am leaving I see that the SUV is still there at the pump!

OK maybe I am the jerk - I have my business name and phone number across my rear window and my 3 year old daughter in the back.

I didn't burn rubber or shout or anything, but I did turn it into a life lesson for my daughter about how NOT to act at the gas station.


Laurie said...

People on cell phones drive me nuts!! That's unbelievable. I also hate it when people wait until they get to the bank drive-up window to sign their stuff or when they decide to put everything away before they drive off.