img_4480I had my six month check-up at the Cancer Center yesterday…met my new oncologist….my third since this journey began. She’s good. She’s nice. I like her. She’s no Dr. Doddabele, but then no one is.

And, the good news is…everything looks great. My labs were good. My general health is excellent. There is no sign of cancer.

This was particularly great news because TODAY is my seven-year Cancerversary. SEVEN years ago today I started on a journey that changed my life forever. I am not going to make this a long. drawn-out post about all that has happened over these past seven years. I realize that, to the rest of the world, this is just another day. But Ken and I celebrate this day, October 22, every single year now. It represents another year of life that I have been given. It reminds me of just how far I have come and how much I have to  be thankful for.

I walked into the Cancer Center yesterday and was blown away by the number of people who greeted me with smiles and told me how great it was to see me again. As crazy as it sounds, it is like coming home once every six months. I spent so many, many hours there in the beginning and met so many kind, caring and talented people while on this journey. I could not have made it this far without them and without my friends and family. They were all so instrumental in supporting me and lifting me up so that I could reach this milestone today…seven years.

And, because it is so important to me and to Ken, I just wanted to take a few moments to share the excitement with the rest of you.

fightNow…just one more thing. My cancer diagnosis was totally unexpected. I had no idea when I showed up at Mercy Medical Center back on October 22, 2009, that there might be a problem. My doctor had no idea either. My cancer was found unexpectedly on a routine mammogram. This is breast cancer awareness month. If you, or someone you care about, is due for a mammogram, please get it done. Do that for me. Do it for yourself and everyone you care about. It could save your life. Take it from one who knows.


The Road Less Travelled

road-less-travelled3We’ve just returned from another road trip and, once again, so thoroughly enjoyed the option of taking the road less travelled.

Last February, we drove to Texas and chose the road less travelled because we wanted to avoid as many major metropolitan areas as possible – especially Dallas. So, in the process, we found ourselves on many back roads, most of which offer a variety of interesting areas missed when taking the faster, busier interstate routes. For example, we never would have discovered the mysterious “Forbidden Zone” I wrote about back then had we not taken that route.

We often choose to travel the Nebraska back roads on our way to Denver as well, in order to avoid some of the hectic semi activity on Interstate 80. And, this trip was no exception. We drove from home to Kearney, NE, travelling Nebraska highways rather than Interstate. We enjoy seeing the country churches and the family farmsteads and prefer the slower pace that these roads bring to life.

This year, on our return home from Denver, we decided to travel by way of the Black Hills. We wanted to visit Hot Springs, the southern Gateway to the Black Hills…mostly because we had never visited that area, but also because we had been told that it is in the Banana Belt of South Dakota. For whatever reason, that sounded intriguing. So we did. We spent just one night there but we did a lot of driving around exploring the scenery, soaking up the history and experiencing the small town lifestyle that the area had to offer. It was quiet and thoroughly enjoyable.

At dinner that night in Hot Springs, Ken asked me how I felt about doing a little exploring on our way back to Sioux City. Over the years, we have made numerous trips to the Black Hills, always via Interstate 29 and 90. This time, he wanted to do something different…to return home via Highway 20 across Nebraska…just to see what it was like. So we did!

Once again, The Road Less Travelled offered us a new adventure with lots of intriguing eye candy along the way. Beautiful farmsteads, old barns, small towns and loads of beautiful fall foliage. After so many years of always living our lives on fast forward, there is something so very enjoyable about slowing things down a bit. There is so much out there to see.

It was a fabulous week, ranging from visiting wonderful restaurants, the arts district, Botanic Gardens and various other adventures in downtown Denver to a step back in time in the hills of South Dakota and along the back roads of Nebraska. We’re home again now but the “high” of our just completed vacation remains. I had to smile, watching Ken out on the deck grilling last night…in the dark, now, as fall closes in on us, but still enjoying his Bluetooth music and his glass of wine. We will begin planning our next road trip soon, but, for now, our “staycation” is pretty enjoyable too. Life is good!



I heard this morning that today is Elephant Appreciation Day. elephantNot sure how that would have even gotten started or why. But, while I’m sure it speaks to many of the animal activists in the world, and I can certainly appreciate that, I am more drawn to yesterday’s honored occasion…World Gratitude Day.

It seems that back in 1965, an international gathering of people in Hawaii decided that September 21 would be a perfect day to celebrate all that they were grateful for. And, from that, World Day of Gratitude was born and has stood the test of time. I bring this up, because seeing this, I was reminded of the days when I was a part of the real estate community. I used to attend motivational seminars on a regular basis, and recall especially, the Brian Buffini series, and their focus on beginning every day with a list of your “gratitudes”…those things for which you are thankful. This isn’t difficult. No matter what is going on in your life, you can always find something to be grateful for. And reminding yourself of those things is a great way to start the day. Gratitude is an attitude, and when you accept that attitude as your own on a daily basis, it can change your entire outlook on life…not only how others see you and relate to you, but, also, how you see yourself.

When I saw the reference to World Gratitude Day on Facebook, I was reminded of that and how we should celebrate our gratitude, not just on that one day, but every day. Therefore, I thought I would share with you, a post written by one of my favorite authors, Anne Lamott.  On World Gratitude Day. Enjoy.

I’m grateful for all of my family, friends and followers and hope that you all have a great day!



chad-and-jeremyI heard a song the other day that is a blast from the past…Chad and Jeremy’s, A SUMMER SONG. It is a typical song from the 60’s about a dreamy summer love. But for me, it speaks rather of my love of summer.




“They say that all good things must end one day

Autumn leaves must fall.

But, don’t you know that it hurts me so to say good-bye to you.

Wish you didn’t have to go

No, no, no, no!!”

That is how I feel every year when the nights get cooler and the days get shorter and I know that it is just a matter of time before shorts, t-shirts and flip flops are but a memory, frozen in time. So, I decided to try to come up with some positive things about the end of summer…something to help hold the negative thoughts at bay. And, here it is…my

Top Ten List of Reasons to Embrace the Changing Season

10.  Bing cherries may be done, but Holiday grapes are just coming in. LOVE those Holiday grapes.

9.  Once the cold temps have freeze dried everything that is growing outside, the water bill goes down.

8.  With nothing growing that they can destroy, the squirrels can just do their thing and not bother me in the least.

7.  More time to devote to working on my book and using the treadmill.

6.  We will get back to enjoying our afternoon Nespresso breaks.

5.  My cuddly Restoration Hardware blanket will once again become a cocoon for me to hibernate in.

4.  No good grilling weather means more time to enjoy cold weather comfort food like crockpot meals and Smokey Bacon Chili over baked sweet potatoes.

3.  The “clean out the basement” project that I deserted last spring is still there, waiting for me to resume once the weather turns.

2.  Save money on pedicures. No need with your feet crammed into weather-resistant boots all the time.

1.  No bug bites for the next six months.

What do you think? Will it help?






1 Of Those Light-Bulb Moments

It is certainly not my intent to turn this into a food blog. But right now, seems like my entire world is revolving around the garden and food prep. The more we share, the more they bear so getting creative with our produce is an entertaining new challenge.

I had a totally random thought over the week-end. One of our favorite cool weather meals is Smoky Bacon Chili over baked sweet potatoes. That particular recipe uses a can of Fire Roasted Tomatoes so I try to always keep some on hand. But, on Sunday, a light-bulb moment occurred. Why not try my hand at making some Fire Roasted Tomatoes? I’ve never done it before, but how hard could it be? Right? Turns out, not difficult at all.


Ready for the grill.

I fired up the grill, selected a dozen or so uniformly sized tomatoes and washed them up. It occurred to me, then, that this might also work well with salsa peppers too, so, as long as the grill was going anyway, why not?

It is a very simple process, really. Just keep turning to char each side of the vegetables and then cover with a towel to steam and loosen the skins.

Once done, pop in bags and freeze.

Not a big deal, but I was kind of excited. I’m not a canner. Never have been, never will be. But I love to experiment with new things and now we can look forward to some home-grown fire roasted tomatoes this fall. So, what’s up next?

Well…this morning I picked some nice banana peppers (Ken’s favorite) and plan to experiment again tonight. I’ve made stuffed bell peppers before but never stuffed banana peppers, so on tonight’s menu…Cheesy Stuffed Banana Peppers. Also plan to make another batch of that delicious Oven Roasted Grape Tomato Pasta Sauce today and then, the pièce de résistance…a big batch of homemade fresh Bloody Mary mix for Labor Day at the Lake.

That should keep me busy for a while. Guess I better get at it.


Re-Inventing Pasta Sauce

Well, I have been working on re-inventing retirement for the better part of a year now, and a few weeks ago I talked about how we have been re-inventing one of our favs…pizza

This morning I woke up thinking about the bowls full of perfectly ripe grape tomatoes we have been picking almost daily and decided I wanted to try something different with them. There were way too many to just throw into salad, so I decided to make pasta sauce. But, I didn’t want to make just a juicy pan-cooked sauce. I wanted something different. Here is what I did.

I took out a large sheet pan and put as many grape tomatoes as I could fit in a single layer on that pan. I also had a handful of sweet, baby onions that Ken had dug a few weeks ago, so I washed and peeled those to add to the pan. Then, I smashed a half dozen cloves of garlic and threw those on…drizzled olive oil over all and seasoned with salt and pepper.

I popped the sheet pan in a 400 degree oven for about 45 minutes to get the mixture nicely carmelized. In the meantime, I went out and cut a bunch of nice fresh basil to throw into the sauce when I blended it.

I was so pleased with the results. It was nice and thick and absolutely delicious. Now, how to use the sauce. I had just picked a spaghetti squash as well so decided to make spaghetti squash casserole…another one of our favorites. That would allow me to also use some of our bounty of peppers. So, basically, a spaghetti squash casserole is cooked spaghetti squash with your choice of additional ingredients. This time I used Italian sausage, three kinds of chopped peppers, chopped onion, my freshly made sauce, a handful of grated Italian cheese, and some mozzarella to top it off, just because.

It was delicious…and pretty healthy too since you are eliminating all the carbs in the pasta. Another version of this that we love is Buffalo Chicken Spaghetti Squash Casserole. There are plenty of sites where you can find these types of recipes, but one of our favorites is

So…still loving the freedom of retirement, the time to do what makes us happy including working in the garden, and the fun of experimenting with different ways to enjoy the bounty that we have produced. If you happen to try this sauce, let me know what you think. In our house, it’s a keeper!


Pizza Night

Sunday is typically pizza night at our house. But this is not the stereotypical “senior citizen” habit of doing the same thing, on the same day, at the same time every week kind of thing. We REFUSE to go there. This is just a “We love pizza” thing and the Sunday night part of it is a throwback to when we were working and it was an easy way to end the weekend. No…we no longer order pizza very often…we make our own, experiment, change it up and just have fun with it. Sure…it is more labor intensive than ordering pizza and takes longer…but we have time. And we enjoy it.

We have done the cauliflower crust. We have made regular homemade pizza crust and grilled it. We have done a spaghetti squash pizza casserole (not really pizza but uses pizza ingredients and it is DELICIOUS). Our pizza toppings range from the traditional to more artisan options like prosciutto, fresh mozzarella pearls and arugula.

So last week, when I ran across a blog post about zucchini pizza crust I just had to try it. Perfect time of year for it, right? And, it was delicious! That said…I plan to experiment with some tweaks next time, mainly because we are basically thin and crispy crust lovers and that seems to be very difficult to accomplish with most of the crusts we have tried. This crust was not crispy, though it did hold up to hand-held eating. I have some ideas that might crisp it up a bit, so will try that next time, but the flavor was amazing. It made WAY more than I expected it to so we have enough pizza for two meals and then some.  We will see how it reheats. But, take a look. Delicious?

If you like to live on the wild side when it comes to cooking, check out the recipe here. We didn’t do the brown sugar tomato part of it, but if you’re into that, knock yourself out. And if you have suggestions on other great pizza experiments, let me know. We’re not just reinventing retirement, we’re reinventing pizza!!


Getting In Touch With My Inner Queen

This is interesting. Over the past several years, Ken and I have come to enjoy opening a bottle of Rosé on a warm summer night and sipping it out on the deck while we grill dinner. Problem is…Rosé is almost impossible to find in Sioux City, IA for some reason.

Last week we decided to go on a Rosé hunt, visiting several wine stores other than our regulars, Sam’s, Hy-Vee and Wine Styles. Still we came up with only a handful of options…three to be exact, and we had never heard of any of them. Last night, we opened one, and it was pretty good. Not the best we had ever had. We’ve enjoyed wonderful Rosés in Denver and Houston. But, for the mIMG_2389 (2)oney, not bad. It was Mateus Rosé.

I was just doing some research on the Internet and came across a blog post about none other than Mateus Rosé. It seems that Mateus Rosé was the most popular wine in the world back in the early 70s. The Queen of England demanded it. Jimi Hendrix was photographed drinking it out of the bottle. AND…it is said to have been Saddam Hussein’s favorite wine.

The post is a pretty interesting read if you’re into wine, and, really, even if you’re not. It’s a fascinating cultural commentary.  And speaking of cultural commentary, if anyone knows why Rosé is a big deal in larger cities, but you can barely find a bottle here in Sioux City, please let me know.


Turning 60

We have a book on our coffee table that I wrote several years ago. When I was turning 60, I was determined that I would not make it a “dark day” as so many others I know have dIMG_2269one, but a celebration of life. We planned a big get together in northern California and rented a vacation home overlooking the ocean. It was a great time and Ken, Sue and Ron all followed suit in various locations when their time came to “turn 60.” The book is actually a compilation of photos from those trips as well as meaningful quotes, etc. It makes me smile every time I look through it.

Today, I turn 69. Where have those years gone? So much has happened in our lives during those nine years. And, today I celebrate our victory over those things. It is not with a fancy beach vacation but, sometime life’s greatest celebrations are the small ones.

This is probably going to sound silly to many, but, for whatever reason, I have always wished that I were a runner. I’m NOT a runner-never have been, but I admire those who are. The last time I decided to try my hand at running was about 30 years ago. I bought some shoes and went our for a run in our neighborhood. It was cold out and I ended up sucking in so much cold air that I got pneumonia. Yep. I’m not a runner – or any other kind of athlete for that matter. But, I still, to this day, WISH that I were a runner. So, this morning, on my 69th birthday, I laced up my shoes and went out for a run. Now, mind you, I am using that term loosely. It ended up being more of a run/walk, but, the point is, I DID it. I celebrated my 69th birthday by doing something, in my own way, that I really wanted to do. Ken and I both, during these past nine years, have learned that life is a gift. It is something to be cherished, used responsibly and celebrated. Birthdays are something to look forward to – not to be dreaded.

So, that said, I now have a full year to figure out how to celebrate that next big milestone on the horizon. Game on.



It seems like I know so many people who are on their own cancer journey right now, and I couldn’t help but think of them when I came across this blog post I wrote back in April of 2010. It had been a particularly long and harsh winter that year. Snow, cold and then more of the same…over and over. But when it ended…this. IMG_2042

I felt I wanted to share it again in hopes that it might bring comfort to some who are going through trials of their own right now.


Shortly after I was diagnosed with cancer, someone said to me that, as hard as it was to imagine at that moment, I would come through this experience a stronger and better person. I thanked them but assumed it was another one of the things that people say to try to make you feel better when there really is nothing much they can say. However…

Ken and I were outside looking at all of the spring-flowering bulbs coming up the other day and I couldn’t help but think about how ironic it is that, in spite of an unusually rough hard winter, the bulbs weathered it well, and, in fact, appeared stronger than ever. There are more of them…more of them are blooming…and the tulips seem to have more buds than ever before. In spite of being buried under 3 feet of snow for months on end, they are now making their presence known in a way they never have before. Could this be what that person was referring to?

I too have gone through some long, trying months but have managed to weather the storm so to speak. I am dealing with things I never imagined I could deal with and, as difficult as it is some days, I am holding up. In retrospect, I think maybe I am a stronger person than I was before my diagnosis.

Last week, while waiting in the blood draw area at the Cancer Center, I met a lady who must be the epitome of “strong”. She has breast cancer as well and she told me that she had been in remission for 11 years but her cancer had recently returned and she was back on chemo. I almost cried for her. I said that I couldn’t imagine how disheartening that must be. She said, you just do what you gotta do. Funny, because whenever people ask me how I can manage to be so strong in the midst of all this, that is pretty much what I say. It is what it is. I’ve often wondered how I would react to finally making it through all of this…to finally reach the end of that tunnel and then have it come back. I’m not sure I would be able to handle it. But, this lady is. And, so do many others. I think they, and I, just draw on a strength that we have within us when the time comes that we need it. That is what my flowers did over the winter. And, that is what I have to do now to get through the final 8 treatments in chemo round 2 and then the subsequent 9 months of chemo round 3 and radiation.

I don’t want to spend the better part of my day at the Cancer Center tomorrow…but I will. And, I will do OK. And, whatever side effects come my way this week, well, I’ll handle those too. Because I have no choice, obviously, but also because I am becoming a stronger person all the time. Just like someone told me I would. I see that now.


Fast forward to six years later. I am healthy, a much stronger person and living life reimagined.🙂 To all of you just hanging on and putting one foot in front of the other to make it through each day, hang in there.