Friday, October 23, 2009

Rite of Passage

I had my first mammogram yesterday. I definitely feel it was a rite of passage, or at least a cultural symbol that I'm approaching the summit. I see that as a positive thing. I'm ready to be that gray-haired lady who doesn't give a shit about the things that really don't matter.

To celebrate, I made myself a favorite food I knew my guys would hate. Artichoke Rotini Pasta from How It All Vegan. It's chock full of sun-dried tomatoes, capers, garlic, and of course, artichokes. Mr. Tomato and Ben at plain rotini with olive oil and vegan parm. So there was enough left over for me to have the artichoke stuff again for both breakfast and lunch today!

My mammo was digital, so I got to see the inside of my boobs. All looks well!


  1. I will be having my first mammogram soon too.

    When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
    With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
    And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
    And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.

    I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
    And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
    And run my stick along the public railings
    And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

    I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
    And pick the flowers in other peoples' gardens
    And learn to spit.

    by Jenny Joseph

  2. Amen, Sistah! I had my first mammogram yesterday too! Good for us, taking good care of our boobies!