W.I.G.

Wonderful

Inspiring

 Get-together . . .

 . . . With the incredible Eugene Antonelli & his remarkable daughter Mia!!!

Positive Points Prevail:

♦ Delicious lunch, thanks to Eugene, of a scrumptious Italian wrap at Leo’s Coney Island

♦ Even better than the midday meal was the Coolest & Kindest Company Ever that I had the pleasure of conversing & laughing with

♦ Being invited to accompany Mia for her upcoming haircut to very selflessly & generously donate her lovely brunette locks to make a wig for a person in need of hair!

♦ Meeting awesome new friends – because nothing beats the beginning of 2 new & Fabulous Friend Relationships Eugene & Mia Antonelli 8-17-17

 

Why Not?

Because I’m going to enjoy a movie night here later with my friend &

ABSOLUTELY NO

standards are set to judge or critiques are made here tonight when

Comfort Is Key,

even if you’re in a stained wife-beater, no makeup, no hat anywhere in sight cuz it’s just too dang hot . . .

Everyone needs at least 1 place where they can just
Be Themselves.

The Enigma of an Ant

Aunt, actually.

How amusing to witness these 9 little pairs of eyes trying to figure out ME. The funny thing is, my nieces & nephews can find it hard to view me as an adult, largely because I live with my parents aka their grandparents. In their short lives & based on their knowledge, one “fact” they think they know is that adults don’t live with their Mom & Dad. Thus, Aunt Amy = what?

4 Subjects about me that the Kids & I have discussed

Walking without a cane – though my brain stem’s neurotoxicity causing total imbalance AIN’T NO JOKE:

“You can walk without your cane!” a nephew shouted . . . & that is true, on an extremely, & I stress extremely, limited basis. I can occasionally walk fairly safely around my ranch-style house cane-free; although admittedly, there have been times when I thought I could get around my one-level house minus my needed balance assistance &

* slipped wearing slippery socks & fell forward – HARD – onto my hard unforgiving kitchen floor,

* fell on 2 different occasions that resulted in smacking onto the hardwood floor so hard that I broke bones each time,

* & too many other instances to name them all – Although I do have a dream that in Heaven, God will have a bloopers reel of all the times I’ve lost my balance & wobbled precariously; fallen unharmed into weird things like my toilet; & crashed quite UN-gracefully into a chair, onto the ground, etc (I love to laugh at myself & would happily share those chuckles with others too).

My Femur post-surgery with a titanium rod & screws in it

Utilizing my cane to retrieve stuff out of reach:

“That’s cool!” exclaimed the little guy of 8 upon watching me stretch out my arm & use my 33-inch cane to grab an out-of-reach ball we were playing with in his basement. So now he knows besides helping me safely walk, the cane can also be “cool” because the metal stick can reach a desired object without the person having to move to get to it. (The kids associate, like most people, only elderly people using canes, so I laugh – rather than becoming offended – along with them when they inevitably pretend to be a shuffling cane-toting old frail person.)

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• Not having hair:

“Why don’t you have hair?” my 3-year-old nephew asked me the question that all the kids have asked at one time or another, at his house just last week. Not wanting to make a big deal of it or scare him by saying I lost my hair when I was sick so that he then thinks when he gets sick his hair will also fall out, I consciously nonchalantly reply that I don’t want any hair so I shave it all off. Keepin’ it age-appropriate . . .

• Can you swim?:

My nephew wondered so I answered that yes, I can swim, & his Mom as well as our other sister can all swim very well thanks to the instruction of our Water-Safety-Instructor & former lifeguard who wishes he was a dolphin, Dad.


 

. . . Looks like I’ve got a pretty long way to go before these invaluable youngsters get any sort of true grasp of my unique situation – how in their young lives they wonder aloud why in the world Aunt Amy isn’t married with kids (that’s what they think everyone grown up is supposed to do) but instead lives with their Grandma & Grandpa; uses a cane; has no hair; the list continues – since a mere 3 days ago my 3rd youngest nephew informed me that he “knows” that all I do every day is text with friends on my phone (an activity I don’t frequently engage in so it’s quite amusing to think of how his little growing mind arrived at that false conclusion).

Traits

Not taking our individual qualities, good or bad, too seriously is a smoother way to go. Whether we like it or not,

individual traits make us, us.

I suppose 1 trait that I like that helps make me
PROUD TO BE AN INDIVIDUAL
is the fact that I feel no conviction in my lifetime to strive for or feign perfection, but rather “give it to you straight.”

A physical trait that I dislike however, is the damage acidic foods do to my mouth on the outside – so I wrote a silly rhyme about it & took 2 very unflattering photos for no other reason than, just because:

Cuts on your face
Peaches disgrace
Lanolin lathered
All over the place:

Lanolin on my facelanolin face

FIGHTIN’ WORDS!! – or not

Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. Colossians 3:15

 

Two Tips for me, & maybe it’ll help you too, to maintain & promote PEACE, which is very challenging but doable, are:

1. Keep silent so fighting & argumentative speech doesn’t escape your lips.
&
2. Keep your distance so you’re not tempted to do or say something you’ll regret.

“Did You Know . . . ?”

After penning a few “Did You Know . . .?” pieces a long time ago for my blog, based on my mother’s kindhearted laughing reaction to what turned into #5, I’ve decided it’s time for a fourth edition.

10 . . . My Dad once got me a pack of Virginia Slims as a joke?

. . . 2017 marks the year I ate my first steak?

8 . . . I detested the random collection of dark brown freckles on my face as a kid SO MUCH that I once even tried sandpaper (which served only to redden & irritate the area) to rub one off?

7 . . . Never for a second was I tempted to cheat in school because I always wanted to know how I was genuinely progressing?

6 . . . My sister got me hooked on the TV drama “Blue Bloods,” where I happened to learn that Mother Teresa’s given name was Agnes?

5 . . . My permanently damaged bladder causes me to use the bathroom regularly throughout every single night of my life since it produces urine nonstop (thanks a lot cancer treatment), to the point where I’m so exhausted I sometimes wake up with a jolt nearly falling off the toilet?

. . . I just got a Keurig coffee maker so I can now enjoy my fairly recent love of coffee on a daily basis, instead of random times when I’m already out & stop at Dunkin’ Donuts for a medium caramel macchiato?

3  . . . Going to the beach is DEFINITELY NOT my thing in large part because I cannot walk on sand, not to mention the grotesque fishy odor that permeates the air?

2 . . . Jonathan Knight & Joey McIntyre tied as crushes of mine in kindergarten, but nowadays my favorite New Kids On The Block member is Donnie Wahlberg (& not just because he also plays the role of spectacular detective Danny Reagan on “Blue Bloods”)?

1 . . . God was orchestrating a new fabulous friendship in my life when I met Meredith, also a cancer patient which means we can pretty much talk nonstop about life events including swerving off on relevant tangents continuously for hours on end, May 13 when she displayed her massive musical & comedic talent performing in a concert?

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