Well, last week I got a message from Google saying my Monetize account had been suspended due to "suspicious activity." Monetize, for those who don't know, is the ads that appear in your blog where you are able to make a bit of money from people perusing them. Being me, I admit I did not read the guidelines for this and after re-reading one of my entries, decided I should look at the ads to see if there was anything offered that would help me in my own recovery from breast cancer. I guess that's a big no-no. Apparently Google thought I was trying to pad my earnings and suspended me. Live and Learn I guess, but I was NOT doing anything underhanded, just looking at what was advertised, and I feel like a bit like I've been slapped in the face. Oh well, my bad. We move on from here. Grumble, grumble.
On a happier note, a friend and I were recently talking about dating. I laughed and told her right now was probably not a good time to look for a new relationship. My upholstery is, in effect, false advertising, and I don't want to have to explain. "Uh--heh--sorry, but I have a flat tire," or "I had an unfortunate blow-out that prevents me from getting close to anyone." Yeah, right.
I told my friend Linda that while 95% of the time I'm fine with how my mastectomy looks, occasionally, when I'm feeling a little vulnerable, I look at it in the mirror after my morning shower and feel like I look like something from the Island of Misfit Toys. Linda, who had diverticulitus and has had several surgeries, nodded sagely and said: "Yep, dented can syndrome." We learn to live with it, I guess.
April 29, eight days from now, I go in for my first reconstructive surgery. I am looking forward to the improvement in appearance, but nervous about the actual surgery. I keep telling myself I just gotta push through it. Jitters.
In the midst of dealing with cancer and my mastectomy, I had to say good-bye to the house that has been the family homestead for my entire life. I walked through it for the last time about a week ago, and found all the memories of my growing up there overwhelming and started to cry. In fact, if I let myself think about it now I get choked up. Very sad.
Some positive things (and I remind myself there are many): It is spring in Illinois and with the warm weather everything has bloomed. Just beautiful! I love it. The black and white of Winter has given way to the Technicolor of Spring! The problem is, it's cool in the morning and then gets warm later in the day. I have every jacket I own hanging in the break room at work because it's so warm when I leave I forget I wore one in the first place! If I forget the one I wore today I'm in trouble, because it was the last one in the closet, and it was 40 degrees this morning!
Went to see Daughtry at the Assembly Hall last Sunday (Love him!), and went to see a screening of "Back to the Future" at one of our old theaters, The Virginia. This theater is an old Italianate building that used to be a vaudeville house. My grandfather said he used to go to dances on the roof of this theater when he was in college. The inside is very ornate, but looking a little run-down now. Anyway, fun to see the movie there with a big crowd of people. One of my favorite actors had a movie on the SyFy channel last week, etc.
My supervisor gave us all little gift bags with fun stuff in it for Administrative Assistant's Day, and I have found my new tag line! I got a note pad and at the top it says:
"I see these people who can do everything, and I think I should have them do some stuff for ME."
Love it.
Next up: The reconstructive surgery. Stay Tuned.
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