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Well they say we'll all get cancer if we live long enough. Considering my diagnosis, I'll take it a day at a time.

I know several doctors of old that stated this regularly. Then they often evaluated the situation and told my grandfather for one ... that he had cancer but would die of something else before it kilt him ... he kept up that stoney hard celtic dance until the age of 89. One of his daughters died in August past at 98 and another last week at the age of 100. One remains at the age of 106 ... but she doesn't know she is clinging on ...

Life is quantum, chancy and you just don;t know what will happen ... supporting uncertainty although may will argue for exclusion ... as if they get rid of the details they might gain from exclusion theory!

With what I know of corrupt chances ... many of us don;t have a chance in this world ... so we rest patiently waiting for change and alteration beyond what the chief Don will allow the poor folk ... thus we look at being blown away by rich demands ... or win drift by the successors of putting down poorly understood poetic license! Last decree! Don;t tell them about nothing ...

It is all in the way you present the concept however! Mystique works ... then they don;t know and can't see it coming!

I am trying to keep up with my ancient auntie ... because many get the impression that I know nothing ... a great accomplishment being that powers say nothing is non-existent! It does create a hole in substantialism ...
 
I once saw a German documentary that gave me a whole different perspective. It said that cells mutate in us all the time and the amaizing thing is, why we do not get cancer. It was all about nutrition and cancer research. It wasn’t that simple to say you get cancer because you eat wrong, but there is ample research that eating right reduces your risk of cancer. Very interesting.
 
Well they say we'll all get cancer if we live long enough. Considering my diagnosis, I'll take it a day at a time.

There's no actual history in my direct line other than a bit of skin cancer, which likely relates to days spent in the summer sun at the cottage back before we knew how dangerous UV was. That said, there's family history of dying young from heart disease on one side. Who knows what those family members might have developed had they lived a longer life.
 
Good morning, all! The Coffee Cart and Tea Caddy are up and running! Someone has brought muffins, thanks. Enjoy.

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I don;t know whether hot drinks are appropriate as the weather man tells us NFLD is on a par with California! Lord the world is heated ...
 
Oh, Red, can you make cafe Moca? In my green cup please. Does your congregation know about your barista skills?

Day 10 post surgery. I walked to the mailbox and back twice yesterday and up the road, at which point I got a little dizzy ( but only a bit). Of course, two of my friends, being good friends, scolded me about it. I had hoped to be able to walk up the street to the firehall which has a Christmas market there tomorrow. My friend did not allow it, said leaning over display tables, potential movements I hadn’t consciously planned are not a good idea at this point of healing.
I kind of have to agree. So I am stuck in the house a bit longer, but sewing for an hour here and there works. And there are lots of Christmas projects. There are also stacks of papers lying around I always wanted to “ read one more time “ before sorting them out, Mostly notes from courses I took. So I am making myself a schedule of changing activities that at least have some positive outcome,rather than spending a lot of time in front of Netflix.
It is so nice to live on your own time, though, sleeping in, staying up as long as you like- it is a luxury.
 
Poem I'z ole the body is a fragile thing compared to as whole ... the connection is distasteful to those despising thought and knowledge ... our kin and relation illustrates who they are.

Some can't see it ... thus occult and sacred etudes ... in times soles discard the baggage --- some shue maqon skill! Base stuff 'n accrued great tomes as novas ... thus the story and myth of emotions as Love Story! Is it transparent as the lacey lass in Spain ripe for exposure ... Cockneed expression? It could be sprung ...

The entire thing goes on and on ...
 
Oh, Red, can you make cafe Moca? In my green cup please. Does your congregation know about your barista skills?

Day 10 post surgery. I walked to the mailbox and back twice yesterday and up the road, at which point I got a little dizzy ( but only a bit). Of course, two of my friends, being good friends, scolded me about it. I had hoped to be able to walk up the street to the firehall which has a Christmas market there tomorrow. My friend did not allow it, said leaning over display tables, potential movements I hadn’t consciously planned are not a good idea at this point of healing.
I kind of have to agree. So I am stuck in the house a bit longer, but sewing for an hour here and there works. And there are lots of Christmas projects. There are also stacks of papers lying around I always wanted to “ read one more time “ before sorting them out, Mostly notes from courses I took. So I am making myself a schedule of changing activities that at least have some positive outcome,rather than spending a lot of time in front of Netflix.
It is so nice to live on your own time, though, sleeping in, staying up as long as you like- it is a luxury.
If you really want to get out of the house I think a wheelchair rental is fairly cheap. See if a friend will take you to the market.
 
Thanks for the coffee Red. It is extra lovely and tasty on this grey wet day. We're truly in a rainforest today. It's quite beautiful though and we're warm and comfy inside. We'll be heading to my sister's for dinner tonight. Hubby is making his spinach lasagne and friends will be joining us. We'll probably stop in at a craft show on the way.

Happy Friday all. I'm glad to see that @Mrs.Anteater is healing. One day at a time.
 
Thanks for the coffee Red. It is extra lovely and tasty on this grey wet day. We're truly in a rainforest today. It's quite beautiful though and we're warm and comfy inside. We'll be heading to my sister's for dinner tonight. Hubby is making his spinach lasagne and friends will be joining us. We'll probably stop in at a craft show on the way.

Happy Friday all. I'm glad to see that @Mrs.Anteater is healing. One day at a time.
It's wet here in the big city too. Down below, even at 4 a.m., there are people rushing by with umbrellas. But we're snug in bed in our luxury apartment. All's well. Enjoy your time with your friends Northwind. I haven't had lasagna for the longest time.
 
Snow is melting here; it's a bit slip slide-y underfoot. I am considering venturing out again to the Asian grocers for chutney and tea.

Just finished making, boxing, labelling and delivering 9 1/2 dozen (19 boxes of 6) butter tarts, toasted walnut or rummy raisin, with real maple syrup in the filling. My back's a bit sore.
 
I had a lovely walk to the mailbox again twice. Taking advantage of +13 degrees, seing that it will turn to -12 with windchill by tomorrow.
Thanks for the cafe Mocha, Red.
 
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