He has his own bed, a special blanket to lay on, and I have covered the huge sofa so he can lounge on it all he wants.
He prefers to sleep in the two places I try to prevent him from claiming as his own – my bed and this chair.
Look at him…could you say no?
Hey NYC Half Marathon Runners!
If you’re running the NYC Half and want to rock a purple hair bow to bring awareness to pancreatic cancer and support my mom, email me at eminnycblog@gmail and I’ll send you one! Cancer is ugly. bows are pretty!
I’ve gotten so used to buying myself flowers that I almost forgot what it was like to receive them (from someone who isn’t your parents or best friend).
My training partner is really holding me back. Only 2 miles today and I’m supposed to run 13.1 in 2 weeks! Help @laura_kuz @od0yle_rules #nychalf #projectpurple #miracleshappen
If you properly incorporate a semicolon or the word whom into your profile and/or message to me, that ups the chances of a date like WHOA.
I’m not saying my grammar is perfect (by any means!). I’m just saying that scrupulously (<—SAT word FTW) written profiles stand out from the rest.
Note: The aforementioned statement is null and void if your perfect profile is accompanied by a selfie and/or shirtless photograph. Save those pics for your Tinder profile…to which I will swipe left.
The more you know.
Xander is chillin with Ben today (at Ben’s request) and clearly making himself comfortable. He may regret this because how could he possibly get any work done? How can he focus on work and ignore a face like that?
There may be a fight when it’s time for Xander to go back upstate. I’m completely a enamored with this animal!
Also-Ben had such a “dude” apartment…whatever that means.
I’ve been LIVING in this Acacia scarf by @jaclynday - to the point that I don’t even know where Zara scarf is! Catch her social media updates for info on new inventory! #acaciascarves
Just wanted to say your strength is amazing. Are the doctors doing treatment for your mom? I know very little about Pancreatic cancer, but know enough to say that you and your mom are in my prayers, and thoughts all the time, even though we've never met. Sending you California sunshine from one runner to another. <3 Eve in San Diego
Thanks for your sweet note. I’m sitting next to Mom right now and she thanks you too (I work from home/her cancer treatment center on Wednesdays to spend time with her).
Yes, we have amazing doctors on our team and they have her on a pretty aggressive 4-drug chemo cocktail that’s given intravenously over a 3 day period (every other week). She’ll do this for 3 months, we’ll evaluate her progress, and then we either start the whole cycle again or try something different.
About my strength…
I certainly have bad moments and awful days but allowing bitterness and anger to take over wouldn’t make this any easier. Like most things, it’s a choice (how many times have I said something like that?). Every morning, I make the decision to remain patient, hopeful, and positive because anything less would be a let down to the person who needs it the most - my Mom.
I feel like I need to share something that could potentially be controversial but it’s who I am and many have asked how I’ve been able to stay strong…
Some people are completely turned off by public faith and Jesus talk (for lack of a better term), but I’d be remiss if I didn’t acknowlege that the strength that I have is not my own. My strength is 100% by the grace of God. I’m a Christian…and I have never been so thankful to have a belief system that provides such comfort and peace.
The pastor of my church once said:
The Christian faith has a hope that overwhelms grief. This hope doesn’t get rid of the grief or pain but sweetens and shifts it.
Lately, I’ve thought about that statement often. This whole thing SUCKS and her suffering is downright unbearable at times - BUT - I’ve been able to find beauty in the midst of suffering. The hours I’ve spent with her since this all went down have been the most precious hours I’ve spent with her in all my life. My life perspective and priorities have changed for the better. I may not understand why my Mom (or anyone) has to battle cancer, but I do believe that it’s God’s will and that he will use it for good.
So, I’m not a pusher and I’m certainly not trying to push my beliefs on others…I simply wanted to explain where my source of strength is rooted. I’m happy to share more about that stuff if anyone wants to email me directly.
Before this, i didn’t know anything about pancreatic cancer either so I included a few facts below.
Thanks again and send some warmer temps along with that sunshine!
I've read previously that you're from upstate NY (I'm from Corning, NY, living in NYC 6 years now) how many years have you been living in NYC and how long until you're considered a NYer?
Hey Anon/Fellow Upstate New Yorker,
I grew up in your neck of the woods! This coming June will mark my 10th year in the city. I haven’t been a Manhattanite that entire time (Gramercy > Astoria > Hoboken > UWS) but it’s all the same to me.
I’ve heard some say that you’ve earned your card carrying New Yorker status when you’ve been paying your outrageous rent for 10 years.
Meh, I’m not so quick to put a time stamp on it.
I think you’re a true NYer when you’ve realized that this city isn’t just a stop on the way to your final destination. Whether you’ve been here for 10 years or 10 weeks, you’re a true New Yorker so long as you don’t think about leaving it with any kind of frequency. This city is my home, not a place I wish to escape. Ever.
Now, I realize there are all kinds of factors that weigh in on ones ability to maintain their New York lifestyle (like marriage, kids, family stuff, finances, jobs, etc.) but if you can look at your present life right now and know that there’s no place else you’d rather be…you’re a real New Yorker.
But MAN…Reality…that sucker will really get ya.
Milking the GOOD DAYS for all they’re worth! Brunch @cookshopny with my best girls! Feeling very thankful…
Happy Friday! Thanks to all my friends who have donated to Project Purple to support Mom and me! #NYCHalf
NYC Half for My Mom!
So many people have asked if there’s anything they can do to help support my Mom (and me). Thank you so much for those kind offers! We will gladly take unlimited virtual hugs, good vibes, prayers, and that’s truly enough for us. If you feel compelled to help by giving back with your hard earned paychecks, then here’s another opportunity (but seriously - no pressure - the virtual hugs are totally enough!)…
I’m running the NYC Half on March 16th and I’m raising money for Project Purple, an organization dedicated to pancreatic cancer awareness and research.
In return, I promise to finish (but no PR for me on this one, ummm, not even close!), wear a purple hair bow, personally thank you for your donation, and follow up with a post race recap that will likely have me (and you) in tears…Niagra Falls style.
If you’d like to make a donation, please CLICK HERE!
Thanks so much…really and truly.
Em (and Jean Anne…Em’s Mama)
I’ve been struggling to find the motivation to write. I have all of these things to share but I start writing them and then lose all motivation whatsoever. So, now this blog primarily serves as a platform to spam you with gratuitous pictures of this adorable beast who I refer to as Mister, Buddy, Snuggle Bunny, Xan-Man, or simply Xander. Cool Story, Em. This was a post about nothing. Woof.
OK…I’m struggling…help me out here and let’s do a little Q&A…
Ask below or shoot me a message HERE.
Anything you’re curious about? What do you guys want to know?