welp.

If you’re reading this then you’ve heard the news. I have cancer. This is a phrase that I’ve had to say a lot over the last few months. It’s also a phrase that I was initially and am still kind of struggling to say in many instances without rolling my eyes or trying to play it off like it’s equivalent to a hang nail. The most obvious obstacle was that I have rectal cancer and If I tell someone I have cancer then I’ll probably have to tell them it’s in my dang BUTT! GASP!!! While it’s true we all have butts, not very many of us have conversations with each other about our actual butt stuff and butts be doing stuff. Like, regularly. Next, if I tell someone that I have cancer that might make them sad. It fills my heart with joy to know that you love me but, damnit, there will be NO sadness on my watch, ya sons of guns! I love you too but I can’t let my bum cause you to be bummed.

With that being said, I want to introduce y’all to this blog! In telling people about my current situation I found myself saying, “I’d hate to be the bearer of bad news…” over and over. Not sure if I thought that phrase was a good way to soften the blow or what. So, instead of bad news, I have officially decided to be the bearer of butt news. You’re welcome! Here you will get updates straight from this horses mouth and whatever other musings I decide to throw your way. I’m looking forward to chattin’ at ya!   ♥️ VA