INSOMNIACS place to talk in the wee hours

I know you don't need this many candles but I couldn't resist! Happy birthday, spookie.

Welcome Seachain. We are a lovely social club here. No need to have insomnia. Just throw yourself in the conversation. Post when you feel like it, read when you want to be quieter. No judgment.

Happy Birthday Spookie. Just for you (and I figured out how to post you tubes again!)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQwdy2wPpjU

And the eagle flight was not televised. I'm waiting to see if it is posted on YouTube. Challenger is magnificient in flight.

You are welcome Spookie. A moment of sheer inspiration after all the things SassyMaster posted.

https://www.facebook.com/JustEatingRealFood/videos/711816552279115/?pnref=story

BB- just know based on my 30 plus years working in all types of environments that sexual harassment does not have as much to do with age, being single or married, someone's feelings about the way you look, etc. It is about power, the abuse of power to lord over people who may need something from the situation. I have been sexually harassed as a fast food worker, corporate executive, consultant, etc. Just be on your guard here, that is all.

Down flat with my back today but couldn't miss Spookiemom's birthday. And M0mmy?

Je reviens Paris aujourd'hui.

Happy birthday, Spookie!

Smaarty and Susan, I love the owl cakes, that is all of us gathering together to celebrate!

Seachain, good to meet you. Hope you'll look in on us during the day, even if you aren't an insomniac anymore.

Queenie, we only do one play a year (we do a musical variety performance in the spring). I don't know if I will return to the theater. I'm finding it hard to enjoy things I used to, they seem to bring sadness instead now. Anybody else have that problem?

I definitely have a lot of brain gerbils, running on their little wheels!

Thanks, Queenie. It helps to know that someone else felt this way in the course of their treatment. I did tell the gang that I would meet them at the pizza place for their "wrap party" tonight after the final show. Seems like a less emotional environment.

I'm going to head out and hit some secondhand stores tonight to take my mind off of things. I rarely buy anything, but I like to look at what's new, and it's great motivation to lose some weight so I can fit into some of these bargains I'm seeing. Talk to you all later!

Jazzy, my Dear Sis, what have you been drinking? Who is BB? Haha

Cubbie, bargain hunting is fun, especially when you find a good deal. Found a really nice White House Black Market skirt awhile back for $12. Their garments usually cost at least $80+. Hope you find something good.

Mommy's BD is the 25th.

Ms. Spookie, regarding the Tim Tam, it has to do with my selective memory. The things I really need to remember, I struggle to remember. Also, there were events in my childhood that my younger Sis remember and I have no recollection of them. Weird how the brain works.

I found a dark purple shirt I couldn't pass up for $1.50. I've been wearing a lot of button shirts since my surgery, so another one is handy. I find I can get into pull on shirts, but getting out of them is sometimes a struggle!

Sas, thanks for the wisdom. People were asking me if I was going to return next year, and I'm just reluctant to commit to anything at this point. I feel kind of weirdly apart from everyone else who is leading a "normal" life. Sort of like when I was laid off from my last job, but was given several months notice. Our paths had diverged, and I was not one of them anymore.

Well, non-cancer life, anyway. I know there is not much "normal" out there. So many people are paddling hard under the surface.

Cubbie- I understand the feeling of be separate and apart from with cancer. I will also say I have had that same experience with every challenge I have gone through in life- sick family, family losses, being laid off, getting cancer since my 20s. Our lives really do change so much for awhile around this. You just don't feel well enough for awhile to do anything but the basics. Your energy is very different for awhile, but it slowly comes back and with that, some of the things you love.

I had to park a lot of things for a long time but slowly introduced them back into my life as I felt better. The gym, playing music. socializing more with friends, wanting to travel, etc. These things find their way back to us.

lmao Mags!!

Hope all you ladies have a great day! I'm going to catch up in this thread, one of these days

Cubbie, I totally understand the feeling. I usually avoid too tight shirts that need to be pulled over the head - with the normal ones I'm ok now, after so many years of stretching. But still, this last summer, I went with my best friend to Goodwill to get some tank tops/sleeveless blouses (weather here in Oklahoma is very hot in summer) as I had lost weight and everything was hanging on me, and I didn't want to spend too much as I knew I was just at half of my weight loss so spending money for something I wouldn't be able to wear in a couple months was kind of pointless.

To make the long story short among those tank tops was an absolutely gorgeous one, with spaghetti straps, made of something really stretchy and with lots of rhinestones. I put it on and it was really flattering my figure (duh! stretchy). Then I start taking it off and I manage to get the bottom of it it past the bottom half of my head. I try and try and nothing. At this point I was starting to get really hot and somewhat dizzy. So I started whispering "Jeannie! Jeannie!" hoping that my best friend was still looking at the clothes racks near the fitting room. Nothing. I keep struggling with the top and manage to get the bottom of it past my forehead. Now I'm totally stuck, my boobs exposed (I DID wear a bra), the stretchy thing compresses my arms along the head, from under the armpits to my elbows, there's no room to wiggle and no way to get hold of the edge anymore, and I start suffocating. What can I say? It ended with me bellowing at the top of my lungs "Jeannie! Help!" (I have to say I have a VERY high volume when I want), my best friend trying to run on a slippery floor, and all the Goodwill employees milling around desperately trying to find who's getting killed.

The joys of being a BC survivor.... sigh

Edit: I DID buy the top. It was just too flattering. I just don't wear it often and need to make sure that there is someone around who can help me take it off when I need to change, lol