A Stroke Of Genius!


The saying “Stroke of Genius”  means; a clever or creative act.

With Mother’s Day on May 13th, it caused  me to really think about the day.  What topic can I write about, giving my readers a “lightbulb” moment about their own mom? Then it hit me, a “stroke of genius” came over me. National Stroke Awareness Month is in May; in addition to Mother’s Day. Perfect fit!

Stroke is the fourth leading cause of death, yet the public is dangerously unaware of the  warning signs and symptoms. I know from personal experience, a large percentage of my friends and family are unaware of the signs of a stroke, and what to do if they suspect a stroke. It is determined by the medical community that 80% of all strokes can be prevented if  awareness and prevention were part of the scenario.  In a recent survey, commissioned by HealthyWoman and The National Stroke Association, it was reported women believed that Breast Cancer was five times more likely in women than stroke. In the survey, 40% of women said they were somewhat or little concerned of the possibility of a stroke. To read more about the survey, click on the link.

Experiencing several TIAs (Transient Ischemic Attack) since 2001, I am able to speak about this topic with  authority. Sometimes called a mini-stroke; with stroke symptoms that lasts less than 24 hours before disappearing. TIAs generally do not cause permanent brain damage, they are a serious warning sign of stroke. Acutely aware of the warning signs of stroke; I live my life attempting to educate others on the warning signs of a stroke, especially women. I am optimistic my friends and immediate family members will  have a “lightbulb” moment; in the event of a possible stroke/TIA situation. Ask the correct questions and acting quickly.

This Mother’s Day, are you running out of great ideas for the perfect gift? I imagine your mom is extremely important to you … right? Think about paying for a “Women’s Wellness” exam. Many view this appointment as the so-called uncomfortable “girly issue” exam.  Not so … the wellness exam performed in  four parts; health history, physical  including the  breast area, pelvic exam and the review of  any other possible health issues, which can lead to a stroke/TIA.

This year, think about giving mom the gift of good health. A stroke of Genius!

Some Bunny Loves You


Some Bunny Loves You! With Easter just around the corner, my mind reverts back to my childhood. Every Easter my father would buy me huge chocolate Easter bunny. I looked forward to this special treat this time of year. Of course, the first thing I did was BITE THE EARS OFF … poor little guy. Doesn’t everyone? It is kinda like eating the infamous Oreo Cookie; everyone knows the proper way to eat this cookie. First, slowly twist apart the two round cookies. Next scrape off with your teeth the yummy cream filled center. It’s JUST WHAT YA DO!

Little did we know, we  might actually be doing something beneficial for our bodies. Recent studies have shown eating chocolate in moderation, can have a health benefit. Notice …I used the word “moderation.” In addition, the chocolate should be dark chocolate, not milk chocolate or white chocolate. Note to self-not followed by a milk chaser! How can such a yummy treat be good for you?

Cocoa phenols are in dark chocolate and have been known to lower blood pressure and have cardiovascular benefits. Cocoa phenols are rich in cell-protecting antioxidants. The natural compounds found in fruits, veggies, grains and nuts. There is more and more research being done on dark chocolate and it’s health benefits in the areas of cancer-fighting abilities and improved cognitive function. H’m, improved cognitive function …now where did I stash that chocolate bunny?

Just like anything recommended, each person should check with their medical doctor before taking that first bite off the bunny ears. My Easter experienced changed forever one April day as a young adult. I came home from work, anxious to see my chocolate bunny. WHAT … NO BUNNY! I was in shock, how could this be? I immediately called my father and said “hey, where is my bunny?”  I was rudely advised that I was now too old to receive the little bundle of chocolate. I never heard of this rule! Too old to continue my Easter tradition with my father, NOW THIS NONSENSE! Every Easter since receiving the tragic news, I give my father a hard time when walking together down the candy aisles in the month of April. Hoping he feels just a tad bad.  He just shakes his head and laughs.

 H’m … maybe I should use the excuse by going back to our Easter tradition he would be providing a “health benefit’ to me. Well, guess I will keep on enjoying my little bite of chocolate heaven; hoping to add some health benefits to this aging body. Even if I MUST buy the little fellow myself. Words to live by next time someone tells you NOT to enjoy a little chocolate -BITE ME!

A Yogi Not The Average Bear…


A Yogi Not The Average Bear…

What pops in your mind when you hear someone say “I am a yogi?” For many people the mind goes straight to that loveable Yogi Bear and his side kick Boo Boo living in Jellystone Park.

In the year 2012, a yogi is a person who practices yoga  a traditional Indian spiritual discipline which includes meditation and spiritual exercises. I am proud to be a yogi. I am a much healthier, happier and better person for practicing yoga and becoming part of this wonderful and insightful community.

I think for many who don’t understand the practice  of yoga, they perhaps first visualize the old Ghandi sitting on a mat with his legs crossed. While Mahatma Gandhi achieved what he did by cleaning out his mind, by continuous effort, and by the practice of  karma yoga, there is so much more to understanding the practice of yoga.

Each time I attend my yoga class, I think I may have mastered it. I am of course completely delusional.  However, then I am quickly brought right back to reality when I find myself fighting downward facing dog pose …WOOF! I love the fact that yoga teaches a person how to practice more patience. A virtue that has started to serve me very well in my life. I recently came across (by accident) a wonderful explanation of “patience” written by Christopher Dilts.
“Patience is not about waiting. It is not about too little, or too much. It is not about working slowly, or working faster – it is not about taking more time or taking less time.

It is about letting go completely, absolutely, totally; with no strings attached. No strings of any kind. It is about being without the strings. The strings being the ‘push’ and ‘pull’ of our attachments to our intentions, our expectations, our desires.

It is about allowing what is its’ right time, right place, right way of coming into full being. It is about our perceptions being fully open to the moment. It is about sensing and moving with the ebb and flow of all tides.” 

A few years back, I committed my life to yoga as one of my forms of exercise. I decided to practice yoga due to a reoccurrence/diagnosis of Thyroid Cancer. During my cancer treatment, I was introduced to yoga through a wellness center. A large majority of  cancer patients during and after treatment, decide to join this wonderful community and life as a yogi. 

I found there are so many benefits to yoga other than just for exercise. Stress can be a killer for many people. By meditation skills in yoga, I was able to better handle stressful situations and bring down my level of anxiety. I recently placed myself on a small sabbatical from yoga class, while nursing an arm injury (I received outside yoga class). While I was not physically taking my yoga classes, I found myself “out of sorts” to say the least. Not on top of my game. Note to self …continue the practice of medication. Now at 90% recovery, I am back in yoga class and reaping the full benefits of the practice. Yoga is practiced and enjoyed by both women and men. I urge all my readers to investigate the possibility of incorporating yoga in their lifestyle.

Squirrely For Virgin Coconut Oil.


 

Squirrely For Coconut Oil

Virgin coconut oil… the new black!

I do believe Gilligan and all his fellow stranded castaways had the right idea; use coconuts for just about anything. As a kid, I used to love the show Gilligan’s Island. I was so fascinated by how many ways the castaways used a coconut while stranded on the island. Each week I would tune into the TV show to see what the professor came up with next. He was extremely knowledgable on so many subjects. I often wondered why he could not come up with a full proof plan to get them off the dang island.  However, he could create a telephone from two coconut shells and a string!

If you were an avid watcher of the TV show, you will recall the castaways used every part of the coconut. The natural virgin coconut oil was used to condition the hair and skin of Ginger and Mariann. The oil was also used to fry and cook food. The castaways used the meat of the coconut as a side dish or ingredient to a homemade coconut cream pie. I often thought to myself, these were pretty fancy cooking skills; even Julia Child herself would be impressed. The coconut oil was also used for  medicinal purpose from a bug bite to Beriberi Disease. Who can forget the infamous coconut shells used to create a telephone. The coconut shells had several uses, from drinking cups to candle holders. Careful, the one area the castaways never covered was the side effects of too much coconut oil in your diet. Diarrhea!!

I include coconut oil in my diet and daily lifestyle. Several times a week when preparing my meals, I substitute virgin olive oil with virgin coconut oil when I saute foods. In addition, I love using the coconut oil to remove my makeup before bedtime. I leave a little oil on my face at night as my overall moisturizer. Nothing I have found in the beauty supply stores makes a  better hair conditioner for your heated hair cap then virgin coconut oil. As with any product, every person should consult with their own health professional prior to using coconut oil if unclear of the health risks or benefits.

When purchasing coconut oil make sure you buy the “virgin” coconut oil instead of the “ordinary” coconut oil. There is  difference in processing and extraction. In my case and for several family members, it has been a positive experience incorporating virgin coconut oil into our lifestyles. One might even say “I’m squirrely for virgin coconut oil.”  think the castaways would be proud!

Radiate LOVE.


Radiate LOVE

St. Valentine’s Day never been a big fan of the day. I always felt it’s such a forced day, where couples must show proof of their love, affection and respect for one another. The poor guy/girl who have the unfortunate timing to begin their dating ritual during  Valentine’s week. SUCH PRESSURE to perform on that one day! I’m really not ANTI-VALENTINE’S DAY. However, more of the belief that such expressions of love, affection and respect should come naturally and be expressed throughout the year for your partner. Over the years I have watched this day come and go, observing couples who partake in this pressured filled day.  This has given me a unique perspective of the “so-called” romantic day. 

Does the day ever really meet anyone’s expectations? In my opinion …NO! Every year I see couples who go “all out” on that ONE special day trying to impress. Sky writing their partners name in the sky with the “words I love you” seems to be the gift of choice for many these days. Or the exciting and romantic hot air balloon ride with champagne and flowers. My first thought when I see such extravagant gifts on Valentine’s Day; do they radiate that same LOVE and RESPECT for each other throughout the year? 

This past 1 1/2 years of watching my parents cope with my father’s Metastatic Bladder Cancer, has really made the definition of the words love, affection and respect clear to me. My father has just finished 21 rounds of radiation therapy. To his credit, he handled the intense treatment with grace and dignity. By my father’s side everyday was my mother, showing her love, affection and respect for him during this difficult time. With Valentine’s Day on the horizon, I recently pondered just how many couples truly attempt to show their partner concern, emotions and feelings 365 days a year. Why is it couples place so much importance on this ONE day a year and not the entire year?

 Some might believe as a society we have become so busy in our everyday lives it’s only natural for partners to lose that “spark” and over time less romance will occur in the relationship. I don’t subscribe to this way of thinking. Watching my parents express the same love for each other during his cancer, was all I needed to become a true believer that everyday romance is possible in committed relationships. Looking at how much time and effort is given to Valentine’s Day and not the everyday maintenance of relationships, makes me a big believer WE as a society need to step up our game. 

I feel very lucky to have watched my parents attempts to show love, affection and respect to each other throughout their 55 years of marriage. Most recently, when it was most needed … during severe illness. In my opinion, my parents are a perfect example of expressing Valentine’s Day …everyday of the year.

Raw Apple Cider Vinegar With Side Of Fries.


Raw Apple Cider With Side Of Fries .

We all know an ice-cold soda and greasy french fries go hand in hand. For goodness sakes, it’s almost apart of every college students breakfast, lunch and dinner on campus.

We have all heard the obesity rate in the United States is SKY-HIGH. I believe more than JUST kids and college students are stuffing down the soda and side of fries. Hey, we all are guilty of the fast food drive-thru hit and run late afternoon “pick me up.” My weakness-lemonade and side of fries from In & Out Burgers. Yummy!

Would you ever consider a healthier option to drink alongside those yummy fries? One that might even make your acne clear up, or make your hair glossy. Perhaps regulate blood pressure, help create strong bones or cut bad cholesterol. OMG! Is pretty much the response I get from people who are not hip to this “murky” brown liquid you can drink as a “shot” or combine daily in your favorite juice .

Raw Apple Cider Vinegar (ACV) Bragg  the brand I prefer, can be found at SPROUTS Markets, Fresh and Easy and most the local supermarkets. Although, there are many brands to choose from in your local stores. My parents and I take (ACV) daily in our tomato juice in the morning for various health issues. Apple Cider Vinegar used for thousands of years for medicinal purposes. Dating back to the Civil War and WWI (ACV) was used to treat wounds and indigestion.

In 400 BC Hippocrates, the Father of medicine, actually used it as an antibiotic. It is important to buy (ACV) with “mother” which is the living nutrients and bacteria. You will be able to actually see it settle at bottom of bottle like sediment, it gives it that “murky” brown look. You must use Raw Apple Cider Vinegar, (no other) as it is not pasteurized. You can read all about the benefits of using (ACV) by clicking on the website.

My family, dedicated to living a healthy lifestyle even with our most recent health issues. We are achieving goals we set for ourselves by educating ourselves on different products.  An additional product we have also started using this year, which can boost your immune system is Raw Honey. Raw Honey has been used for centuries. 

I enjoy passing information to people. Especially If I know it may help someone feel better or live longer. Funny, the other day my mom and I were in SPROUTS Market buying more (ACV), they had two small bottles left on the shelf. The very knowledgable customer service gentleman was helping us. He looked at us and said “ya know, all the old-timer movie stars who have lived to be ancient drank (ACV) for years, so do all the gorgeous ones,  it’s a well-known FACT.”


The Gift Of Time.


The Gift of Time.

This Christmas was supposed to be the BETTER holiday for my parents. The morning holiday ritual begins. Mom awakens far earlier than my papa these days, he now deserves to be a bit of Rip Van-Winkle. Mom makes sure the fireplace is warm and toasty; the Christmas tree lights are all lite and the coffee pot is ready. Mom plays scrabble on her Kindle Fire and waits patiently to hear papa’s slippers shuffling down the hall. The special sound of my papa’s slippers, lets her know her attention is needed and wanted by him. His cup of coffee and paper in hand and the morning slowly begins by the fire.

In exchange for the cozy morning ambiance, every holiday evening starts out with my papa lighting the fireplace for my mom. They have the lovely fireplace to enjoy-chilly desert evenings and mornings-the Christmas tree all a glow just like a Macy’s tree. Celebrating this year, papa is home with us for the holidays; after battling 1 year of  Bladder Cancer, as a family we had made it through in one piece. This was to be a joyous celebration this December.

On Monday, December 12, 2011 the holiday took an unexpected turn. I received a call from my parents to meet them at their home around the corner. My mom consumed with emotion, I knew they were coming back from my papa’s 6 months Oncology appointment. Once meeting up with my parents, I calmly sat down next to my mom. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said “It’s stage 4 and it’s gone into his bones, lymph nodes of the abdomen area, they want to begin radiation and chemotherapy immediately.” Metastatic Bladder Cancer, I  could actually feel my heart breaking … what happened to our perfect holiday? Why was this happening again? The only real gift my parents wanted this holiday, was my papa home and cancer free. Now we are looking at the Gift of Time!

During the holiday season people tend to focus on what type of gifts they are giving or receiving. All consumed on how much to spend and the brand of the gift. Is the gift a Gucci or Kate Spade bag? Did the gift come from Tiffany & Company? My god … I must have a pair of Manolo Blahnik shoes as a gift! Being a Cancer Survivor myself and having faced the possibility of  my mortality at an early age;  I have felt for a long time Christmas gifts should be a complete after thought. The real gift at Christmas should be … your Gift of  Healthand your Gift of Life. Now for my parents, it is the Gift of Time. There is no bigger or better gift my papa can buy my mom other than more time with her. This is the type of gift you can’t find in a box, or on a ring finger, or on a pair of feet or even parked in someones driveway. The Gift of Time is priceless.

Without missing a beat, my papa made clear their Christmas Eve celebration will remain the same. My parents will be celebrating with dear friends in their home this Christmas Eve.  Celebrating the Gift of Health, Gift of Life and Gift of  Time!

Christmas Chaos Expectation Overload!


Christmas Chaos Expectation Overload!

The holidays are a time for celebrating with friends and family. Then why can it turn into “CHRISTMAS CHAOS” in a split second? Is it because are expectations greatly exceed our reality of the evening/day? We immediately go on what I call “Expectation Overload” with little to no hope of ever succeeding.

We place such unrealistic expectations on ourselves. Immediately unpleasant traits start to appear in our personalities.  All right, let me just call it what it is … “bitchy-ness!”  There is no sexism here; a man can become just as evil in the kitchen in a blink of an eye. Ever see a man go nutty over his  perfect deep-fried turkey being over cooked?  I have WOW, NOT a pretty picture! It’s common knowledge that anxiety, depression, over eating, lack of exercise and weight gain can affect us during the holiday season. So now, let’s add “bitchy-ness” to the dreaded list due to unrealistic holiday expectations we place on ourselves.

How do we NOT become a casuality of the holiday season? Keeping expectations -in check- is a great start. Letting go of being the notorious -control freak during the holiday season. Ask for help with any major task, such as the main dinner/buffet. Times have changed, both parents have full-time careers. It’s not a crime to ask guests to bring a dish to a holiday event to make it easier on the host family. The holidays should be a huge enjoyment, not something that causes stress and illness. So many people walk away from the holidays with an unpleasant experience, due to too much “Christmas Chaos.” The remedy is realistic expectations.

Contest Contribution: Xmas with Mom Contest


“CHRISTMAS WITH MOM CONTEST”

http://warnerwriting.wordpress.com/christmas-with-mom-contest/

Christmas in November!  Mom made sure Christmas came early for my dad and I last year. Dad was spending the entire month of December in the hospital recovery from Bladder Cancer surgery. Due to my Mom, Santa arrived early in our house last November prior to my dad leaving for the hospital. Mom made sure every inch of the house received the holiday glitter treatment with Christmas decorations. The Christmas tree was perfect and beautifully decorated; like a Macy’s tree you would find in New York City. Mom you are  one CRAZY, WONDERFUL elf!

I Love Medical Technology:Part Deux


I Love MedicalTechnology:Part Deux

Definition of Part Deux: A sequel to a classic film. Usually a second film in a series, though not always. This is exactly how I have viewed my life the past couple of years. Of course, excluding Charlie Sheen, infamous for his 1993 version of “Hot Shots! Part Deux.”

I feel my life is a classic film, with a surprising final sequel. All questions finally answered for my loyal movie fans. My life has more twists and turns than famed road “Mullolland Drive” in the Hollywood Hills. Who are my loyal movie fans? My parents and friends of course.

http://kelliekennedy.com/2011/10/13/bionic-womanloves-medical-technology/

My October 13, 2011 post,  was a small window into my August 24, 2011 heart monitor implant procedure and new medical technology available. The heart monitor I received has provided life saving information for me. The heart monitor  provided my medical team with precise information needed; I am not the proper candidate for a pacemaker. The atrial arrhythmia I am experiencing is not coming from my heart. My heart rhythms actually look very good. In fact, the belief is perhaps a neurological injury in neck or spine area is the cause of my atrial arrhythmia. The news I received that my heart is in good shape, is fantastic news; a huge sye of relief! Ok-so now what? For now, my heart monitor stays in place-in my chest- to do … its job … monitoring. It can stay implanted for two years. Onward and up-ward I say!  Next stop, neurosurgeon.

Interesting enough, I hear all the time the topic of  pain management. When pain is not properly managed, the human body will cry-out in several ways. The body reacts to pain; regardless if the pain is coming from injury or from illness. Wow, am I now facing this issue, is this my Part Deux? Well, how I see it my life  continues to be an adventurous movie, waiting for the final sequel … with all the questions finally answered and a very happy ending!

Thankful for Good Old-Fashioned Funny


With Thanksgiving fast approaching this month, I decided to give real thought this Holiday Season to what I was truly thankful for in my life. I definitely believe this year, of all years, I bring more  insight to the table. Gosh, a tad more clever than the typical cliché line, “I’m so thankful for.”

Then it hit me this past weekend,while celebrating my parents 55th Wedding Anniversary.  I am thankful  for good Old-Fashioned Funny!  While sitting next to my parents at The Fabulous Palm Springs Follies; I noticed my parents had not stopped laughing or smiling for 3 solid hours.

Laughter is the best medicine, laughter is healing. It was JUST what the doctor ordered!

The follies are an elaborate theatrical revue consisting of music, dance and skits. The follies provided the perfect outlet needed for my family that day. Old-Fashioned Funny comes in various forms, even down to the cartoons being played on the big screen prior to the follies. There is nothing better than Bugs Bunny and his pals to bring a HUGE smile to an adults face. It’s the perfect Old-Fashioned Funny! There are many acts in the follies my parents enjoyed, the show took them back in time -if only for 3 hours- to a more “simple” time.

My family suffered through a very tough and painful year, due to my father being ill with his Bladder Cancer surgery. He is now on a remarkable journey of healing and doing exceptionally well. My father has handled himself with pride and dignity. I can say with complete certainty, “there is nobody like my father.” My Mom and I began this journey with my Father one year ago, wow seems longer. This weekend we finally looked at each other and said “we made it.”

I began this blog post hoping to have more insight this Thanksgiving Holiday. This I do know, I am truly thankful for my parents. They have given up many things in their lives over several years, to aid other people. Never asking anything in return, except respect. I am thankful to have been given the opportunity to share in my parents lives as they grow older. I truly am thankful to wake up every morning, able to share in great conversation, laughter and in some tears with my parents.

This past weekend, I was thankful to share with my parents a day of Old-Fashioned Funny. I hope to have many more days like last weekend … FUNNY is very healing!

Namaste That!


NAMASTE THAT!

Namaste That!  What do I mean? 

The literal translation of  Namaste or “Namastay” means “I bow to you.” It can also be used as a greeting “good day” or “to be well.” A way of greeting used by many Hindu, Taoist and Buddhist as a form of reverence to those they greet. Namaste is a non-contact form of respectful greeting and used universally while meeting a person of different gender, age or social status.

As a Yoga student, I found the use of the word “Namaste” completely healing. I look forward to the time in yoga, when we greet the teacher and other students with a heart-felt “Namaste” before and after yoga practice. I wish it was a word used more often here in the United States, as freely as we use the words  ”Thank you.” As much as I adore my English language, in my opinion there is something  so magical about hearing and saying the word “Namaste” to another human being. The word is always said to another with such a softness in one’s voice; almost in whisper.

What could be better, than to visit your local coffee-house and hear the Barista say, “Namaste” as he/she pleasantly slides your Venti-Decaf-Soy-Latte-NO Whip across the counter!  Adds a little something to the experience , don’t ya think? Ok,  so I am adding a little humor to make my point. We live in such a rude, rushed society at the moment. Often times the Barista behind the  counter can’t muster enough energy to grunt at a customer to ask, “what’s your name for the order?” You get where I am going … right? If  a coffee-house isn’t your thing, how about this.  What about a “Namaste” from your medical receptionist, as you anxiously wait for a doctor’s appointment? What a calm greeting that would be …for once. What about a kind “Namaste” from the local sales person at the department store, as you wait to exchange your item? Ok, so it looked good in the dressing room mirror -then-not- now! Whatever … can I get a “Namaste!”

I get frustrated, irritated on certain days. On those few days, I want to wear a  BIG sandwiched board saying, “NAMASTE That!”

My point, I would love to see human beings embrace the word “Namaste” more often. I believe the word can help you live a healthier and happy life. NAMASTE THAT!

I Love Medical Technology!


I Love Medical Technology


 The phrase “A picture is worth a thousands words.” I LOVE TECHNOLOGY! Pretty much sums it up for me.

On August 24, 2011, I so proudly blogged about my new Bionic-ness! Is bionic-ness even a word? If not -it is now! Since becoming “Bionic Woman” and receiving my Medtronic REVEAL XT heart monitor implant, I have been nervously awaiting any useful feedback from my cardiologist.

I am certainly doing my part, pressing the camera fob when I feel the slightest bit of irregular heart beat activity. Is it my imagination? Could the flutter I feel in my chest be overwhelming emotions building up from all the hunky heart throbs sitting next to me at my local coffee shop? You know the guys, barely able to say, “whazzz up?”

Naaah, I have  Atrial Arrhythmia, a change in the hearts’ normal rate or rhythm, normally between 60 and 100 beats per minute. I can NOT believe the heart monitor has already transmitted life saving information. I am skipping  from 5-6 beats to 8-10 beats randomly throughout the day. If this is the first 31 days of transmission, I am nervous and excited to wait for the next transmission of information on November 7th. I find this technology AWESOME! Lucky for all of us to be living in times of crazy technology. There are several types of Atrial Arrhythmia and several treatment plans.

See Link -

http://www.cardiosmart.org/HeartDisease/CTT.aspx?id=232#Test and Procedures

I am currently discussing my plan of attack and treatment plan with my medical team- including a possible pacemaker- The pacemaker, another wonderful little life saving device. Boy, has the pacemaker come a long way. Whatever the outcome, I know technology will have saved my life! Some give technology a bad rap. I say, you take the good with the bad with technology. I LOVE MEDICAL TECHNOLOGY.

Fall Has Arrived In Desert-Book Update Time


Fall has arrived here in the desert. Book update time. It’s about time too!  Everyday soon in the mid 80′s … perfect weather! The “Snowbirds” are slowly returning to town with luggage and pets in hand, after leaving for the Summer.

How lucky am I? I am sitting here at my desk typing away on my computer, deep in thought, writing another chapter of my book. I am very fortunate to have one of the most gorgeous views  in the entire Coachella Valley right in my backyard, the Santa Rosa Mountains. So, what’s my problem? Why do I need Supergirl and Superman giving me  kudos? Is this a little mind trick I am playing to pump up my fragile ego, or just a little “push” to get me out of my writing funk? To be honest, there are days it may take a visit from Superman himself with a BIG cup of JAVA to pull me out of my slump!  Writing is a painful, exhausting, freeing,exhilarating and healing experience. I LOVE IT!

Other days I find it incredibly hard to continue to write my book. When I need inspiration, I visit my blog site and read a kind “attaboy” sent from family, friends or complete strangers.

A supportive “attaboy” on my blog, are better than GOLD to me. The simple kind words of others push me to complete each chapter. Especially on those days and late nights when I am emotionally drained. Reading my blog gives me strength to write another chapter in my book. Words are very powerful; a little encouragement from others is all one needs to continue on with a challenge. Even encouragement from Supergirl or Superman can’t hurt! Today was a good day. I am currently finishing another chapter, preparing to move on … .

The sun is setting here in my window. Fall has arrived in the desert, my book update time has come to a close.  Aaah,  perfect start to a very good evening.

Gluten FreeThanksgiving,Eat, Enjoy!


Gluten-Free Thanksgiving EAT, ENJOY!

Thanksgiving being just around the corner. I am already salivating and dreaming of pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes, fresh-baked bread, cranberries and stuffing. Oh my weakness-stuffing!

Just a few items on the old Thanksgiving “no-no list,” for those of us with Celiac Disease (CD). But fear not my gluten-free friends, you too can eat your little gluten (not glutton) faces off on Thanksgiving. TRUST ME, you can eat VERY WELL! There are many gluten-free websites for great holiday recipes. Here is one link to check out for gluten-free recipes for the up coming gobble day.

I always recommend taste testing gluten-free recipes, before the BIG DAY. Especially if you are planning on serving the dish to guests. If you are lucky enough to find another gluten intolerant taste tester/baker for the new recipes-even better. My mother and I often serve entire gluten-free appetizers and meals to our guests. Our guests don’t even realize they are eating gluten-free, until after we spring it on them. They are pleasantly surprised to find out the food is so tasty. We make sure the recipes are perfect before serving, using my dad as the guinea pig of course. My dad has been through many horrific missteps with the recipes. Dad always willing to help and gives his truthful opinion. Dad is NOT gluten intolerant.  Yet, he is the lucky man living with a woman who is; so my dad eats gluten-free often. My advice to my blog readers who are cooking gluten-free recipes. FOLLOW THE DIRECTIONS. NO SUBSTITUTIONS!

Hey, to all my celiac buddies out there this Holidays Season, remember Gluten-Free Thanksgiving EAT,ENJOY! Just be an internet wizard this year. Google that pumpkin pie you dream about at night. Just make it a gluten-free recipe.

Exercise With Aging Parents or Grandparents,Very Cool.


Exercise with your aging parents or grandparents …VERY COOL!

Do any of you recall the Jazzercize classes we all attended in the 1980′s? The annoying multi-colored leotards and nasty matching leg warmers. We all proudly came to exercise class each week looking like the singer, Olivia Newton John in the video “Lets Get physical.”

Jazzercize is still around today stronger than ever, sure it’s been slightly re-invented to included perhaps a larger demographics of people. Thank goodness the workout styles have changed over the years. As adult women working out; we no longer have to look like the early VJ’s of music MTV. Does the name “Downtown Julie Brown,” ring a bell with anyone reading this blog?  Ok, so I am dating myself, but you get my point. Not a shinning moment in the fashion industry for Women’s Active Sports Wear.

I exercise several days a week at my local and NEW Community Fitness Center. I realize everyday just how very blessed we are in my community to have this type of center. I urge everyone to checkout a facility like mine near their own neighborhood.

www.la-quinta.org -Click on Fitness Center- Oh, here is the ugly proof I do workout. Yes, that’s me on fitness center website on elliptical machine in black basic workout clothes. Notice, no leg warmers either. SHOCKER to see my friendly mug on the website!

The best thing about my workouts on Monday’s and Friday’s, my 82-year-old dad as my partner. How cool! Plus, dad always wears decent workout clothes, no leg warmers or head bands for my papa. We are both “Cancer Survivor’s.” December will be dad’s 1-year Anniversary of his Bladder Cancer surgery. He has been the poster-child for this very aggressive surgery. He came through with flying colors, better than most younger patients. My dad has battled his Bladder Cancer with grace and dignity, having lost 3 major organs. He has managed to fight back, recover and now on his way to healthy lifestyle with a good diet and weekly exercise.

I remember as young kids hating being seen with our parents, asking to be dropped off around the corner at any school event. Dreading our little friends might have spotted us with our “parents.”  OMG!  The shame of being seen with our mom and dad. Funny, how that changes when you get older. At least it’s supposed to change, if you have matured at all and have your priorities straight. I enjoy very much the days I workout with my dad at the fitness center. It’s our special bonding time. The special time I will always remember with fondness, long after my dad passes away. When I am working out at the fitness center, I often see seniors there without any workout partners. I think to myself, do they have a son, daughter or a grandchild who possibly could be their workout partner? Hey all of you out there putting your fancy workout clothes on, ask your aging parents or grandparents to join you at the gym if they are capable. You really don’t know what you are missing. A life time of memories.

Exercise with your aging parents or grandparents …VERY COOL!

Celiac Disease-Not A Food Allergy.


Celiac Disease-Not A Food Allergy.

Celiac Disease (CD), Ever heard of it? Not the  Gaelic pronunciation of “Celtic” Disease. Friends often have a puzzled look on their faces when I divulge that both my Mom and I struggle with this complicated and often debilitating disease. Most of my friends and family have not heard of celiac disease. If they have heard of the disease, their information tends to be just slightly incomplete or completely incorrect. I guess my job as someone living with the disease, is to better educate people on celiac so they understand it.

Cause of (CD), also known as celiac sprue or gluten sensitive enteropathy (GSE), is still a mystery. One out of 133 people in the United States is affected with celiac disease. CD occurs in 5-15% of the offspring and siblings of a person with celiac disease. In 70% of identical twin pairs, both twins have the disease. It is strongly suggested that family members be tested, even if asymptomatic. Family members who have an autoimmune disease are at a 25% increased risk of having celiac disease.

Celiac Disease (CD) is unique in that a specific food component, gluten, has been identified as the trigger. When people with CD eat gluten, the villi (tiny hair-like projections in the small intestine that absorb nutrients from food) are damaged. This is due to an autoimmune reaction to gluten. Damaged villi do not effectively absorb basic nutrients – proteins, carbohydrates, fats, vitamins, minerals and, sometimes, water and bile salts. If CD is left untreated, damage to the small bowel can be chronic and life threatening, causing an increased risk of associated disorders – both nutritional and immune related. Celiac Disease is not a food allergy – it is an autoimmune disease. Food allergies, including wheat allergy, are conditions that people can sometimes grow out of. This is not the case with Celiac Disease.

My mom and I do our very best to live a healthy lifestyle. We both know the pain of living with celiac disease. It is always an up hill battle everyday of our lives even trying to eat the correct foods. We both are on a “gluten-free” diet and do are best to stick to our special diet as closely as possible. Lord knows we are only human, we stumble and fall on this new journey. I tell my mom,”we can either let Celiac Disease take over our lives, or we can take control over Celiac Disease.” My mom is 82 years young, she does a marvelous job at trying to control her celiac by monitoring herself closely. I’m not sure many kids today stay as committed to a “gluten-free” diet as well as my mom does. On days when I feel like I am failing with my gluten-free goals; I think of my 82-year-old mom, kicking ass and determined to beat celiac disease.  If she can kick ass, even at age 82, this 49-year-old should be able to do the same . Next time I hear people speak of food allergies, I know I am helping others and providing life saving information about this disease. Celiac Disease is not a food allergy.

Self-Doubt Friend or Foe?


Self-Doubt Friend or Foe?

Definition of Self-Doubt:

Lack of confidence in one’s identity,character,abilities and attitudes.

As I begin writing another chapter in my book, I think to myself. Will my self-doubt ever end? Will this annoying little friend named “self-doubt”ever give up and just take a permanent vacation? Everyone has this same annoying little friend “self-doubt.”  Kinda like a piece of gum stuck to your shoe, you just can’t shake it off. It’s a relationship you would like to see end.  As the French say, “Au-revoir!”  Goodbye, do not return. However, just not certain how to part ways with the friend of doom and gloom. It matters not, just how pretty you are or how smart you THINK you are, everyone carries “self-doubt”… baggage! True, some people may carry Louis Vuitton baggage!  Baggage is baggage.

Writing each chapter of my book, I become more and more confident.  My fears seem to dissipate of any possible failure. I’m really not sure of what type of failure I am so scared of -I guess the unknown. I hope and pray my little petulant friend “self-doubt” will one day surprise me. Without so much of an “Adios,” she is gone from my life … forever! Self-Doubt Friend or Foe? Time will tell.

Desert Living-Good Health.


Desert Living-Good Health.

THE DESERT…NOW MY HOME!

Growing up in Orange County, California the desert was an extended weekend get away to Palm Springs now and then. With easy access to the ocean, mountains and desert, we as “natives” sometimes seem nonchalant about the matter. I think we tend to forget JUST HOW LUCKY we are to have this easy access.

The California desert is the most peaceful, tranquil place to live. Nine months out of the year the desert landscape is the perfect post card to show off to tourists. Snow on the mountains, wild flowers, cactus, unusual desert animals and perfect “spot on” weather. To top it off, the most gorgeous sunrises and sunsets in the world. Every tourist in awe! Hey, don’t get me wrong, June thru August “Lucifer the Devil” himself comes to town. Temperatures can vary from mid 90′s-120 degrees.

The desert has given back so much to me. A healthier and happier lifestyle. Desert living allows a person to decompress, slow down, enjoy life. Think about important items in life and “take note.” For example, is your health important to you? I know most people place more value and importance on “STUFF.” Their money,designer clothes, cars and house. Why don’t people place as much value on their own mental and physical health?

I grew up in the busy area of Orange County, California, where people are moving 100 miles a minute.  As an adult, I then high tailed to an even faster environment … Los Angeles. Whew, talk about even faster lifestyle with no time to breath! Leaving the BIG CITY life allowed me to slow down, enjoy life. Concentrate on my mind, spirit, body thru healthier living here in the SOCAL desert.

Try taking a sunrise or dusk walk, run or hike in the desert mountains-there is nothing more tranquil in my opinion. The desert community is an incredibly “pet friendly” community. There is absolutely no reason not to include your animals in a group walk or hike with your family. The Feldenkrais Method and Yoga are two very popular forms of exercise here in the desert. Both classes, I take part in and both classes have changed my life to make it healthier. Since moving to the desert in 2007, I continue to strive to become healthier, happier and mentally prepared to handle any challenges. The desert is my true friend-a healer.

The desert a life changing experience for everyone, if you let it. Desert Living-Good Health.

Book Updates!


Book Updates!

Looking forwarding to blogging monthly and giving little updates on my book and the progress of each chapter I am writing. Please bear with me, just getting my site up and running. Definitely a small learning curve to this blogging and feeling a tad comfortable. But FEAR not… .