The Big Squeeze

I am 43 years old, and I have never had a mammogram. My mother had breast cancer 3 years ago. You'd think that I would run right out and have one. But, no. The stories that abound of how awful mammograms are, and how much they hurt, scared me off. Even more so than my mother's diagnosis. Ladies, let me tell you: it wasn't bad. The technician was quick and efficient. I was in and out in 15 minutes. Literally. GET A MAMMOGRAM! Also, a little word of advice from my good friend, Deanna (who is going in for a second mastectomy today--good luck, I'm praying for you): do self exams often!

towels

After the Sunday morning rush of getting ready for early church, I went around and gathered up the wet towels...18!! Why, why, WHY do my girls go through so many towels??!

Have you ever Googled yourself?

Okay, admit it. We've all done it, right? Googled ourselves. Tonight, I started off trying to find my brother-in-laws' travel blog, so I googled him. That led to a google of Steve, which in turn led to a google on yours truly. When I googled Steve, I came across this fun newspaper article. When I google myself, I find that there is a Karen M. out in Las Vegas that apparently has a pretty good thing going on in the Real Estate business. It's a little creepy and weird to see my name out there having a life of it's own different than what I know. I just hope it knows that my life is way better, and I have a cuter hubby. And cuter kids. So there!