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June 07, 2009

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Were you that kid in school who invented elaborate, possibly-plausible reasons for why you didn't have your homework?

Gawd I hate lying. I also hate bringing attention to myself (hello, blog!) so I never know what is worse: having to keep up some big lie or just telling them the truth and having to answer questions.

I would totally have this type of conversation with myself.

See what happens when you mix tequila and potato chips?

Oh, Tammy - I am a lurker just catching up and this really sucks balls... Your outlook is exactly what will get you through this and will only make you a stronger, more bad-ass person in the end.

I have personally known 3 amazing women that have had breast cancer. All three have survived and are completely healthy today. Keep the humor, the crazy imagination and the ridiculousness and you will be just fine.

Do you think Nonni went through this same process... or did she just make her stories up on the fly?

Wow, now I know who to go to when I need a really good excuse for something....

Har!
When you wake up from anesthesia, you are going to be cracking jokes. Guaranteed.
That's what I was doing when I awoke after ("C" but not breast) surgery. A long time ago.
xxx

How you manage to maintain your sense of humor is beyond me. But brava. And hang in there.

Amy: Thanks. The worse it is, the funnier it has to be. That's the equation.

CC: I had no idea. Another survivor! Woo hoo! As for the joke-cracking, you will be so disappointed if we ever meet. I can't tell a joke to save my life. No kidding.

Linda: I need about a 20-minute head start, though.

Sis: My guess is on the fly. She never missed a beat.

Kelley: Thanks so much. That's great to hear!

Jess: Next time I'll just stick to tequila.

MidLifeMama: Thank goodness I'm not the only one with the krazy.

katie: My penchant for doctoring the truth is born out of a desire to simplify a situation and/or prevent unnecessarily awkward encounters. However, it usually ends up making things worse, so I think your instinct is correct. Luckily, the excuse I actually used had some basis in reality, though I like the car-jacking story better.

adele: Believe it or not, that wasn't me. I ALWAYS did my homework!

I'm calling you next time I need a story. Really.

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