July, who'd have thought eh?

Hello lovelies. How's it going?

It's been a busy time what with one thing and another. Writing hasn't been terribly high on my To Do List that seems to have a reproduction system akin to a rabbit. 

The last scan Dave had at the end of Cycle 4 showed no difference in the main tumour's size. Given the side effects have been getting worse and the damage to his right kidney after a consultation with his oncologist, Dave decided to call a halt to the chemo and go for the radiation treatment. We are waiting for his appointments to come through. After that course, there will be another scan and hopefully, a long period of inactivity on the tumour's part. 

Dave however, will be very busy. He's really looking forward to going back to work at Strangers Roastery. Although, he's been popping in and doing tastings and the odd bits of work, he's missed it. 

I've managed to get a few days in the garden with Dave's lovely sister and we are beginning to tease the shape of things to come out of the mass of nettles and ground elder. She has promised to come visit in the autumn for a mega planting session, but in the meantime, I've got a lot of work to do. 

My application to do the MA has been turned down. It's a "no", but not a permanent no. It was felt that I had too much to deal with emotionally and the training would be distracting and too demanding at this time. As disappointed as I am, I realised that they are absolutely right. I need my energies focused in my life right now. I have other things to do and the training won't be going anywhere.

The chickens are nuts as always. While I was away for my training, the little tinkers treated Boy and Dave like substitute teachers. They played up so much, I was embarrassed. Jenga in particular was a right dick about coming home at night. He thought he'd continue his disobedience on my return. It earned him a few days in the hen house while the hens played. I think he realised the shortness of my fuse when I ran him down twice. I picked him up and carried him home in the end. Since that time, he's behaved reasonably well. 

Boy has his results and now has a BA in Marketing and Advertising. He's spending the summer having fun, working in various music festivals and intends to do his serious job hunting based with me, come the autumn. The job market for graduates sucks so incredibly much right now; it seems like an uphill struggle to get a foot in the door. He's got a good work ethic, oodles of determination and mad skillz, so I'm not worried about his future. 

And then of course, there has been farce and catastrophe of Brexit. I've spent enough time rating about it on other social media and if I'm sufficiently moved, perhaps I'll throw my tuppence worth on here next week. 

I decided to do some mindfulness training and learn to meditate properly, that will keep me out of mischief for a bit. There's also the arting that continues in dribs and drabs. I wrote a poem the other day and there's still my novel to get stuck into. One thing is for certain, Life is all about Change. Some within this woman's control, most not at all so. At the moment, I'm going with the flow.  

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  1. Best wishes to Dave!!

    Yes, FB was a bit of a minefield - I had to log out and stop reading by mid-week.

    Hugs to you and yours.
    Sx

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    1. I have passed it on. He was touched.

      Our political situation is a bit of mess. Ah well. I don't have to clean it up.

      Hugs xxxx

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  2. Well, it's good to know your head's still above the metaphoric blog battlements.Some seem to have retreated.(That's probably what they're saying about me!)
    Cheers to Dave.And a crossing of my thumbs for the radiation.

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    1. I haven't had coffee. Dinahmow...your comment is on eroswings.

      xxx

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  3. Best of health to Dave! Congrats to Boy on the accomplishment! Good for you for embracing the wisdom the Serenity Prayer:

    God, grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change, Courage to change the things I can, and Wisdom to know the difference.
    ~*~Reinhold Niebuhr, American theologian (1892–1971).

    And you know exactly what's important & what you can do to make life & the world just a little bit better.

    Best wishes on the garden, arts, & chickens. Please keep us posted. It's always good to hear from you & know how y'all are doing.

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    1. I think it'd take more than this to make me stop blogging completely.

      In fact, I think I'd sooner give up FB than blogging.

      xx

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  4. Every success to Dave on his treatments.

    Congrats to Boy on that BA!

    Best wishes Roses.

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  5. July? I know. Where is the year going?

    Congratulations to Boy (and good luck for the Autumn job hunt); wishing good health to Dave; and may your To Do list shrivel and die (or at least pupate and emerge sleek and concise).

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    1. I know, right.

      And thank you darling. I will pass it on.
      xx

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  6. Best wishes for Dave - nuke the sucker I say !
    (Not Dave, obviously.)

    Boy has already an BA - goodness, how do you study over there ? After two semesters I had at least found the lecture hall ...

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    1. Thanks honey.

      I know. A BA is only 3 years.

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  7. Mago beat me to the "nuke the sucker" comment so I will say ditto on that sentiment! The cancer, of course, not Dave.

    Big hearty congrats to the Boy on his degree and all the best in the job search.

    And wishing all of you peace, serenity and massive love. xoxoxo

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  8. Juhuuh - anybody home ?

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  9. You've some of my poetry on your other site...it might be viewed as pretty excrable, but nonetheless it's copyrighted mine and you're barring me access....please either allow me access or delete my stuff and certify you've done so...

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    1. If you send me your email, I can let you have access.

      Then you can tell me when and where your poetry is and I'll delete it all when I have the opportunity.

      Funnily enough, your poetry hasn't gone anywhere else so reminding me that it's copyrighted was unnecessary.

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