wear your perfume...

Every year for Christmas, Mom and Dad give Sis and I an expensive bottle of perfume. If Mom isn't sure what our favorite at the time is she asks what we would like.

Two years ago for Christmas, they gave me a bottle of Christian Dior's Poison. I used to wear it years ago, and when mom asked what I would like for my gift, I decided I'd like to go back to it again.

I still have almost half of that bottle left.

If you've been reading, you know that we were kind of busy on Christmas last year. When we finally did get to celebrate, mom sent dad out with a list of gifts to buy. Next to my name she wrote "Poison". Dad bought Hypnotic Poison. I had never worn that one, but I absolutely love it.

The only thing I didn't like about it, is that it comes in a bottle that looks like an apple. It's really a beautiful bottle, but I thought it was very ironic. If you've been reading, you know I had a little problem with apples for awhile...

I think I've finally gotten over my aversion to apples. That pretty little red bottle of Hypnotic Poison is sitting on my dresser next to the purple bottle of Poison.

I've always saved my good perfume for special occasions. Over time perfume will go bad. I've often thrown out perfume I haven't used.

Yesterday I looked at the bottles on my dresser and thought about that. Like I said, the Poison is two years old now. If I don't use it up soon, it will go bad and I'll have to throw it away...And it's been almost six months and I've barely used the Hypnotic Poison...


It was then that I realized that I should wear the good stuff all the time, because LIFE is a special occasion...

a beautiful day....

It was a beautiful day.
The sky was blue, and the sun was shining brightly.
The bride was radiantly beautiful,
And her grandmother danced at her wedding...

things are looking up...

Mom told her doc a while back that she didn't want chemo the week of the wedding. She wanted to be able to enjoy the day. I guess it's all working out because she wouldn't have been able to have the treatment with a low white count anyway.

They've not checked the count since last week. This is puzzling to me, but I guess that's why I'm not a doctor. Maybe they think since they're not doing a treatment they may as well wait.

On the good side, Mom's feeling great! I know that having your red count restored will make you feel better. Does the white count have the same effect? If so then things are looking up so to speak.

She's enjoying herself, shopping for the perfect dress for the wedding and all that goes with it. Dad says she's the one who's supposed to be tired, but he's worn out!