I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M SEEING AND HEARING!

Dear God,

It can't be! This has to be a mirage! I am reeling from the news about the passing of Mijac; the King of Pop. What a profoundly sad day and I mean to tell you, I've been a bit of a mess. I left work early after I heard the news. I still can't believe what I'm looking at when I see the words (Michael Jackson is dead; although, personally, I prefer: Michael Jackson dies) scroll across the TV /internet screens, or hear snippets of his fabulous music.

I pray that his family is able to grasp this massive and unexplainable loss. I am still reeling; I can not believe this. Lord, God, this is unreal. It's surreal... The news reports blather away and I am not connecting the dots. It's like "What did you say?" "I think I heard you say "Michael Jackson is dead." Or "I think I heard you say Michael Jackson died, but surely you must be out of your mind." It's unfathomable; that's exactly what it is. It is unfathomable!!!

I grew up with their music. The first record I purchased as a yung'un was "ABC;" waaaaay back in the day. I purchased a '45, vinyl with the little plastic disk that had to be inserted in the middle before the record could be played. '

My God...this is unreal... I am like floored, blown a way...I'm reeling; I don't know what to do!!!

I'm out; I can't hang.

Be well....be happy...be blessed.

Best,

Robin

Another Month Bites the Dust

Hey y'all...
I hope you're doing well. I'm doing okay, feeling a little blah today. Why? I'm not sure. The moon will be full in about a week so maybe that's why I'm feeling this way. But you know what, it's only temporary and I'll be out of my mini-funk in a minute. It doesn't last long, praise the Lord.
It's a beautiful Sunday and I've got some things to do.
I'm proud of the Lakers - Kobe is my boy, with Trevor and Andrew not far behind. It would've been way live to see the Lakers and Cavs in a match up, but oh well...perhaps next year.'
I know you're eruditious so if you're looking for a good summer read check out my debut novel: Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena. It's available on Amazon.com and trust me, you'll have a blast. And once you've finished reading it please feel free to post your reviews on Amazon, yes?
I'm out ...just wanted to say Hey.

TRYING TO FIND MY RHYTHM

Greetings Gorgeous,

Well, I've been back to work (albeit not full-time) since March 3 and so far, so good. My bosses are hella cool and since the top dog is a medical doc, he is well aware of my recovery process and limitations - and for that, I am very grateful.
Now about my book, Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena, it will be released around May 15. Editing it kept me busy and my mind off thangs while I was recuping - for that I'm also grateful. I really want you to get a copy. Keep an eye on the website for info about upcoming book signings, appearances, etc. www.robinrrobinson.com.

At times I feel a little dizzy, lightheaded and nauseous, but it's all good; at least I'm not vomiting nor do I have the runs. LOL LOL. I'm probably anemic (had a blood test the other day and I'm awaiting results), so I'm eating Shredded Wheat with light soy milk (that apparently provides 90% of the iron I need daily). Not hanging out; unless it's a book related function, church, or having dinner one on one with folks, I'm really keeping it low key. I am working out, reading, and making it a point to laugh (sometimes guffaw) everyday. I've been rockin' Malia (my wig) during the week and Sasha on the weekends.

That's about it on this end. Remember: Be well, be happy, be blessed - and count your blessings.
Peace and hair grease.
I'm out.

90 Days - Almost

Spring is in the air which is a good thing. It's one of my favorite seasons, besides Autumn.
Tomorrow (3/20) I head to San Fran to see my surgeon and Sunday, (3/22) will be 90 days since my surgery. Goodness, gracious how time flies, yes??
I'm progressing nicely; althought I still get a little tired during the day but I am dying to do some real exercises (i.e., sit ups and weights). My wigs - Sasha and Malia - are holding it down for me until I'm happy and nappy once again but that might be a minute.
I still find it hard to wrap my brain (no pun intended) around the fact that I had brain surgery almost 90 days ago. But I did. It's done. And I survived. Praise the Lord in Heaven above. When I hear a siren, I am taken back to the night of the incident. Mind you, I don't cower in a corner and howl at the moon, but the sound does bring it back home.
And the Natasha Richardson situation with all the Docs talking about the brain, and injuries and swellings and what nots, has kept the issue at the forefront of my cranial cavity. Lordy, Lordy...
Work is coming along. Half-days are hella cool and my bosses have been hella cool as well, so that kind of support always helps. Plus I have some very generous friends who have donated some of their leave credits so that I am able to work part-time.
Big ups to all y'all who are helping a sista hold it down!!
Going to be doing some final edits on my book (release date is now May 1) and I'm really looking forward to it being read, reviewed, and enjoyed. Chocolate Lemons and Peppermint Tears: The Bittersweet Life of Xena.
That's about it; I'm at lunch and I need to bounce.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease.
Robin

BACK TO THE GRIND

Hey Gorgeous,

Starting 3/3, I will be going back to work (part-time only). I'm kinda sorta looking forward to it because it will be nice to have another routine to tackle during the day. I haven't worked since December 19 so it's going to take me a minute to get back into my groove; but trust me, I will find my groove. I'll be rocking a wig (my hair is still a mess), but it's all good. I'll keep you posted.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease, y'all.
www.robinrrobinson.com

BACK TO LIFE - BACK TO REALITY

Greetings,

This is my last week to rehab at home. (I've been digging the rain). I'm due to go back to work on Monday (3/2). Feeling a whole helluva lot better but my hair is jacked up. I mean to tell you. One thing neurosurgeons aren't concerned about (before surgery) is how their patient's hair is going to look because mine is a mess. But that's superficial; what's really important is that I'm here and I was given a second chance. I'm kinda sorta looking forward to going back to work and re-establishing that routine. It has been a little over two months since I've been at my desk.
Anywho, I'm out.
Life is good and it's going to get better.
Peace and hair grease.
www.robinrrobinson.com

My head still hurts...

...literally...when I touch my head, it hurts. I reckon it's from my head being cut open with a saw, stapled up, staples being removed, and now it's healing. Ya think??? ;-]
Greetings, I'm getting stronger each day and feeling a whole helluva lot better. I don't have to suck down as many pain meds, but I still get tired in the afternoon and I look forward to napping.
I'm driving - not far - just to the store to run errands and I'm not getting on the freeway - yet. I believe that being independent (again) is helping with my healing process. Granted, I really appreciate folks willing to cart me around to appointments, to run errands, to pick up prescriptions, etc., but waiting on folks has never been a forte of mine so when my hoopty started after being dormant for so long, I jumped at the chance to get on the good foot. I still tire easily but all in all it's all good in my hood.
Count your blessings, people.
Peace and hair grease.
www.robinrrobinson.com