I wasn’t going to but now I am PINK

I will have this pink ribbon forever LIVE, HOPE, LOVE

I swore I was going to refrain from this but I feel the need to let loose, god help all those around me. I am just sick of the “pinkwashing” and “pinkbashing” that there has to be a happy medium. It is so secret that I love pink, the color makes me feel fabulous so I am drawn to it. I like the way I look in pink, yellow not so much I have olive skin coloring. So that in itself is an issue, not everyone likes pink and that is ok. Do I think the marketing world is trying hard to sell the pink ribbon, for sure! Do I think that it is in part because they are breast and breast sell, oh hell yes. Do I think that they are selling pink without education, damn straight. Do I think this can be helped, no I do not but we can educate ourselves on how to deal.

Pink to them makes them smile

When my boys wear pink or that ribbon we all want to bitch about it makes them smile. The smile is because not only did their adorable princess momma have breast cancer but she is here today to hug them. When Tom wears his pink rubber bracelet it makes him for a moment think of all we have fought for and how love and support took breast cancer over. They love supporting all that pinkalious stuff to tell anyone who will listen just what Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer is about and what it did to our family, make us stronger. They have nothing but pride when they wear that, is that wrong??? I dare you to tell them it is.

YAHOOOO for my girls who will never be anything less than sisters.

When my BFF’s rock the pink for me it is to show that they will always be at my side, always. For me  when I wear anything that has breast cancer on it I do think about all my friends that have lost their battle. When someone says “did you have breast cancer?” It opens up this conversation about breast health, getting your mammos and feeling your boobs up. For me it is a chance to share my story in hopes that someone learns something. Maybe when she wears her pink breast cancer whatever she has (I have never seen her closet) my friend Nancy can talk about being triple negative and teach about how she took cancer by the horns and beat it up! Maybe wearing that ribbon will give me a chance to talk about this amazing woman Lisa who lost her battle but never gave up hope. Why can’t the pink ribbon open up conversation???


Well here is why because so many companies abuse the hell out of it. When you buy that bag of cotton balls (I hate cotton balss so I never would buy them but maybe you would) that have pink ribbons on it you think “awesome I can clean my face and help those battling”. Not always the case.Check the back, where does the money go? Some no name place that does nothing? how much goes, most cap what they will donate. And how much goes, there is always a percent. I remember a jean company (do not ask me the name cause I can not remember and I do not feel like looking it up, you can though, let me know) sold pink ribbon jeans for the cause. Yeah well only $.008 went out of the $50.00 that cost for the jeans, they capped it at $25,000 and the money went to “a breast cancer research”. Really?? Then there is the products that are just bad for you, KFC greasy ass chicken should not be consumed by anyone much less someone battling cancer. Use your head here people or not if it makes you happy then buy the damn chicken I am not your mother. I am just here to guide you.


I will tell you what gets me more is when dumb ass products are the ads have smiling, beautiful woman who look so happy to have cancer. There is always an African-American, an elderly and a middle aged Caucasian, I swear they think this covers everyone, they are hugging and smiling like they just went to see “Magic Mike”. I was never happy ever, I laughed cause it got me through but happy no friggin way. I know laughing  my way through cancer was the only way I could deal so  I sure did. How about using this image if you want a smile…

what is behind that pink ribbon, my reality

Yes there is a smile but the reality of how breast cancer changes you is smack there. Not everyone wants to smile some can’t there is too much against them. But showing them a fake image is never going to help or make them feel empowered. No one wants to talk about those with metastatic breast cancer but the truth is they are who we should be focusing on. The reality of their mortality is in their face 24/7. My friend Lisa says it all and holds nothing back. Her life is not tied pretty in a pink ribbon.


I know you are reading this think WTF is she nuts and totally all over the place, well we know I am but I just want you dumbasses to see all the points here and make your own choices. There are some awesome places to donate. Of course there is always SDBC and my mission for Bravery Bags, I want to help those in this community and make them smile just a little. It may not change the world but it changes one persons world and that is fabu for me. Cancer Connects is a local group that provides complimentary therapy, mentors and aide to my peeps in my community!!  Check Army of Woman who are doing amazing research in the cancer world by using real breast cancer warriors. I am proud to be a part of any study I can fit into. Metavivor is a new organization committed to change the world of Mets which as of now only gets 2% of funding to the 30% who have mets. Maybe giving to Personal P.ink so that survivors can covers those scars and get their self back just a little. So do not tell me there are not important organizations out there that are doing great things, you can also not tell me that they do not rock the pink just a little. The difference is they do it responsibly, try that!

Pink OUT where wearing pink made you a queen, drag style

Life is a party no matter what it is throwing at you. If you want it to be a pink bash have at it or maybe it will be a black tie affair the choice is yours. Who are we to judge. You can either be a party pooper (hint no one like that person they suck) or the life of the party (that is me and I throw a killer party) just do it the right way. I have a great neon pink dress and high ass heels so if you are having a party please invite me, I just need time to shine my tiara!

Anthony Jude the way cool dude

I love the way you make pancakes all by yourself and how proud you are when everyone eats them up. I love when you read a book to Jules all snuggled on the couch. I love watching you play soccer with the older boys because I know you are giving it your all. I love the smile on your face when its Sunday and we are having rigatonis! I love that you are named after my mom. I love listening to you sing even though the lyrics are completely inappropriate. I love you even though when I think of your delivery I can only remember punching daddy and screaming at anyone that entered, once a pain always a pain! I  love that today you turn 8 cause 8 is great just like you!

All of this almost negates the fact you pick on your brothers and taunt them while walking through the house in muddy cleats! But the fact that you out of all the kids treats me like a princess makes you my favorite (just don’t tell the others).

Personal P.ink

I do not normally do this but this is a project I really believe in, like completely! Check it please!! I was even part of their inspirations, awesome right? 








am not a breast cancer expert, but I do know that breast cancer takes the control away from each individual. My name is Jillian, and I am here on behalf of P.INK because we have launched a day where we can give women the opportunity to take backsome of the control they lost. Our first annual P.INK Day is being held on October 21, 2013 in New York City and we are linking 10 very talented female tattoo artists with 10 survivors who have undergone mastectomies to cover their scars, and/or adorn them.

I know that tattoos cannot erase that time in these survivors lives, but my hope is that they do provide a sense of healing for moving on and give them something to be excited about when looking at their own bodies.

Our hope for P.INK Day, is that this becomes an annual event to not only give women the chance to get a free tattoo, but to raise awareness of this healing option, so that in the future, all survivors, anywhere, can seek skilled, experienced artists who can help.

Our plan is to make these ladies feel as comfortable as possible and embrace this time they have to take back control of their lives and move on with something as beautiful as a tattoo.

So, I ask you today, to please help us make our first P.INK Day possible, so we can continue to change the post breast cancer lives of many women across the world.

Please make your donation here.

And if you happen to be interested in getting a tattoo in future P.INK Days, please send us an email at help@p-ink.org.

Also, help us spread the word:

www.facebook.com/PersonalInk

www.twitter.com/personal_ink

www.p-ink.org

http://igg.me/at/pinkday

Boob job my ass

“Oh so you get a free tummy tuck too” WTF seriously FREE!! I had cancer that is where this all started not because I am obsessed with friggin Nip N’ Tuck. I never once asked for these foobs nor did I want them.  No offense what so ever to those with tucks and nips, none that was your choice and you should have at it. I have not yet met at cancer badass that has said “Phew I really enjoyed this whole process, I am sooooo happy I got cancer cause this is just what I wanted”. NO A SINGLE ONE!

I was going along fine with my floppy, breast feed out boobs just fine. Sure they sagged but they were mine oh mine.  Then BAM got cancer and it all unfolded. I needed to decided then whether it was lumpectomy or mastectomy, reconstruction or flat and fabulous. There was no one telling me to slow down and really think this through, what it is you want in the end. It happened so fast I made decisions based on what I thought people did. I had never wanted implants but it seemed my only option. Honestly I may seem all brave and together but I am not any of that when the idea of going flat was brought up. Call me vain but I needed to have something there. So I got expanders that they pumped up then had the implants put in.  That may seem so cut and dry but until you are in it the feeling is surreal, especially with cancer looming over head. Which from the get go I hated, no I will not go on again about how fake they are but that is how I feel like an alien. I have plenty of friends that feel great in the implants and are ok with them, but again they did not ask for them.

For me they are not working, not physically, mentally or anything in between.  So it is the DIEP and the real me. At the cost of a long mother fucking surgery, major recovery and whatever else is thrown at me but I did not ask for this. I need this for my recovery for my healing from CANCER. That is the difference. I did not call the plastic surgeon to ask for a tummy tuck/boob job, I went in for my follow up from this lumpy ass journey and that is what we decided.  I do not olok forward to a flat stomach (ok a little but that isn't what the big picture is about), I look forward to feeling like ME just a little.

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE if you are reading this blog I hope you get the message I am trying to say.  If not let me clarify that  saying “Oh you are so lucky to get a free boob job” or “Oh boy a free tummy tuck” or “Aren’t you happy to have free perky boobs?” should never be said, ever! Add the neuropathy, lymphedema, nerve damage, weight gain and all the other crap that we get on top of the CANCER and it is not free, the price we pay is beyond what anyone can afford.  

This princess loves to ask for free shoes, a sparkly tiara on sale or a great price on a dress because those are fabulous! Getting cancer for a Nip N’ Tuck not so fabulous, just saying.

Perfect marriage, blahahahahaah

16 ever loving years of marriage 21 years together are we friggin crazy???? Yes a little. I hate those people that say they have the “perfect marriage” “we never fight”, its bullshit total BS. I could give you the whole “a marriage is built on….. “ (fill in the blanks) but every marriage needs something different.  We are so far from perfect we boarder insanity, but we don't give up on each other, top that suckas. Tom and I are total opposites and sometimes that works and sometimes it doesn’t. We fight, have our challenges but at the end of the day we lay next to each other in loving comfort. Does that make the fact he doesn’t shut the lights off when he leaves a room ok, oh hell no but I still love him. When he silently corrects my grammar I know he just can’t help it and he loves me, it’s when he vocally corrects it I wanna smack him. We drive each other crazy and that is all part of this wacky marriage.
 


Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer changed me, him and our marriage. I have met so many who had their marriage destroyed because of the beast. I am proud to say it made us stronger. We have learned that we each are hurting through this and we respect that. We both decided that we would not let cancer consume our marriage and we fought like hell to understand each other. Tom learned that he can’t save me from cancer and all I needed was for him to hold my hand, I love that part just love it.  Cancer exhausted us both of us, ok me more but I will give him that he suffered from sleep too. Tom doesn’t care what my scars look like, how much weight I gain or how insane this has made me, he really doesn’t. I guess you can say I am lucky, pretty damn lucky.For a man that doesn’t like to be public he stands by my big mouth and small foobs as my mission against cancer grows, I am so proud of him! Doesn’t that mean he always says the right thing or that I don’t fly off the handle no way just means we get the reasons why cancer has altered us forever.



The damn kids never help a marriage I am sorry kids but it’s true. They add an insane amount of stress no doubt but when the morning comes and you have these 4 amazing monkeys snuggling with you in a full size bed it all makes sense. When we got married a couple that we love and respect said to me, “When you have kids do not put them before your marriage. Your marriage comes first”. I remember thinking that is cray cray, your kids should be your priority. But the reality is that if the marriage isn’t working the kids are suffering too. I get that statement more than I ever thought and this past year has amplified that.

 So as we celebrate our anniversary I can say that this week I sure do love Tom a lot, next week that may change but I am going for it. How many grammatical errors were in this blog post, ask Tom he will tell you??  I can say for certain through it all he does an amazing job of shining my tiara!!

Bravery Bags



 

 

The bags have been a major success. Not only making those battling feel like they have support but making Jill and I feel like we are making strides in our own recovery. We even have Kathy in CA doing her own Bravery Bags for Kathy's Komforts, it makes me so proud of this little bag. The fund raisers have been so amazing and really helpful in keeping the bags going but the reality is we can not keep up with the demand. So through another survivor "Get the Pink Out" she told me about Amazon wish list. Jill and I have started a wish list with the title Bravery Bags. http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/ref=wish_list Just search stupiddumbbreastcancer@gmail.com and it will pop up! We are so excited to start this. You can donate the items we list or have a party yourself were your friends could get the items. The fleece blankets will still be made by the Caring Kids, the shirts by Ward Sales and the bags themselves by Wear Yours, donations can be made through them as well.

Shipping, ahhhh shipping!! It costs to ship these bags and while we want to keep it up we need a little help so if you are interested in donating the shipping email us at stupiddumbbreastcancer@gmail.com and we can send you a PayPal invoice (button coming soon). Thanks so much for your on going support, we are all making a difference by utting a smile on so many badass cancer terminator faces,

 

Rebecca rocking her Brave shirt

 

Jeri getting her bag

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The best thing that happened to me during this dumb battle was my cancer connection group. I have met the most amazing men and women. We have all formed a bond on various social media sites and consider our friendship more like a family. Most of these people I have never had any contact with except on these sites, I won’t meet more than half of them. Yet I cannot imagine my day without being in contact with them. Some rock Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer shirts even though they didn’t have breast cancer just to show support!

I met one lady named Heather Owens, Fighting Fancy we call her. She sent me a bag filled with things to lift a cancer patient’s spirits. Heather has a great thing going because I know so many that have received this bag just when they needed it, mine came the day before my hysterectomy and made me feel like I was not alone, like someone was actually thinking about me that I have never met. It made me feel stronger. Please check all the great things this inspiring young woman has done! http://fightingfancy.com/

Then came an email from Jill in Massachusetts. “I have an idea” it said. Well you know me and ideas, I told her to call me a.s.a.p. She thought the bags were inspiring, too. We talked and talked and talked some more and came up with lots of ideas. In talking, we found our lives, stories, and values to be very similar and knew this was the making a beautiful relationship. After listening and talking it over with her with excitement she asked if I was in. I said “OH HELL YES I AM”.

We have joined forces to create “BRAVERY BAGS”.  We will be making bags filled with water bottles, pillows, a tee shirt, and little things to lift spirits of those fighting the battle in our own communities! To start off they will be delivered by Jill and I in our communites, but who knows where this will lead.

We have chosen to not just sit by and wait as women and men are still BATTLING breast cancer. Neither one of us is a scientist or has any desire to get into research. We want to help people in our own community, to show them that some random person not only gets it, but is thinking of them.

We are both having a fundraiser in April 11^th to raise money for these bags and will continue to have other fundraising events at the same time. We are planning to take “My Journey Through the Lumps” to the Boston area in July. We’ll have community events where children help make the bags and paint rocks with words like COURAGE on them. We will to deliver these bags to our local cancer centers by June.  We are planning on taking donations, 501 is in effect. We are PLANNING so much!

 I could not be happier to be working with Jill. She is fabulous! Here is her story…..

 

Jill rocking the shirts that will be in the "Bravery Bags" My name is Jill Greblick and in June of 2012 I learned I carry the Breast Cancer gene (BRCA2) which means I am at high risk (87%) for getting breast cancer and (30%) for getting ovarian cancer. Folks in my position have 3 choices....1.) do nothing, 2.) get screened every 6 months or 3) have prophylactic surgeries to get rid of "at risk" tissue. I am not a person to wait and see so I decided to move forward with the surgeries. As a preoperative screening I had a mammogram which showed "something". I had a biopsy and it was all clear. In July, I had a breast MRI which was all clear. On September 24 I had my ovaries removed and the pathology showed atypical cells so the surgeon was glad I had them out. On October 18, I had a bilateral mastectomy directly into reconstruction. Yes, I have implants. I went back to my breast surgeon on November 1 and she walked in the room as white as a ghost (holding my pathology report). The next words out of her mouth were, "Jill, you have cancer." Wow...we didn't expect that...My husband didn't even come with me to the appt. The rest of that appointment was a blur because unless you have heard those 4 words you can't imagine the feeling. Anyway, when you have cancer written in your chart you go to another place medically. Off to my oncologist (Dr. Morganstern) I go. Both he and Dr. Duggan agreed, that we needed to see if the cancer has spread to my lymph nodes (BTW the cancer was a very aggressive form (HER2+).....the fact that in July the MRI was clear and in October I had an invasive form of cancer speaks for itself). On November 26, I head back to the Operating Room for a lymph dissection. 9 nodes were taken out and they were all clear. Dr. Morganstern states several times in our visits that I was very lucky I did the surgeries when I did because in a couple of months later and we could be in a very different place.  While I was going through my surgeries, I took comfort in some items my friends gave me. I loved the fuzzy socks, the pretty necklace, the functional water bottle that all my friends gave me.  I also, loved a small pillow (that was made for me by my girlfriends mother) that I could place anywhere to give relief from body parts rubbing against each other.  I was using it at 3:00 AM and thought everyone should have some items that bring them a bit of relief while they go through this, and Bravery Bags were born.  After going through the hardest thing I have ever been through I realized that I didn't want to go back to my old life....I knew I wanted to give back to others coming after me.  I read, Ann Marie's Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer Blog and realized she had the same feelings I did.  I emailed and asked her if she wanted to become partners and Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer Bravery Bags were born! The SDBC Bravery Bags will contain items that will bring comfort: fuzzy socks, "chick flick" DVD, a blanket, note cards, a water bottle, a "small pillow" etc.  No woman who receives our bags will ever feel alone....

Sammy Boy

Dear my Sammy Boy,
WOW can not believe you are 11 today. Where did it go my big headed baby?? It seems like yesterday that you were born. Ben used to love to hold you with the Boppy and rub your hand now you two just want to smack each other with your hands! Yet I know you are the best of friends. This past year has been hard on my smiling Sammy. Some people say their kid always smiles but you have been smiling since birth. Even when I am screaming at you there is still a smile on your face. There is even one on that round beautiful face when your brothers are getting in trouble, I think that's your favorite time to smile on you little knucklehead!  You never miss a chance to make someone crack up which sometimes makes me want to crack your head! You have one of the kindest hearts I know always helping the underdog. You are my go with the flow kid and really always looks on the brighter side! Birds birds birds that is all I can say about that.
The night before my surgery you laid next to me sobbing, that was the hardest thing to watch. I hate that cancer took your smile away, really hate that. I know how worried you still are and I wish I could take that fear away. This was the one time you could not joke or smile and cancer sucks for taking that from you.

I know you drive me friggin nuts with your wise acre attitude (not sure where you get that from!) but I know in the long run you will be a more confident person because of it. I could not be any more prouder of the young man you are becoming. Except of course when you are tormenting Anthony which you have seem to do amazingly well. I know how happy you are to share a birthday with Beyonce I just wish for your sake she was as excited as you!

Thank you for always being there with your smile, I know it may seem I want to smack it off you but I secretly don’t. Remember I love you so much and you will always be my favorite (just don’t tell the others).

Your princess mother,
Mommy 

Sorry, this item is sold out!

 

Jigglers anyone?

See it jiggle it, watch it jiggle… I know you are thinking what the hell is she talking about. I went to my plastic surgeon today discuss what we are doing about this implants that my body doesn’t seem to like. I asked about the DIEP and he had to jiggle my belly to see if it was big enough. For the first time in my life sucking it in was not an option. Come to find out that cancer gave me just enough to have this with the disclaimer of small boobs. I was not a candidate for this originally but cancer gave me some extra weight. So I am onto a LONG surgery followed by 5 days in the hospital 2 of which are ICU this is no joke and not at all what I ever thought I was going to do but my gut (blahahah get it) is telling this is right. Totally getting some killer shoes for this stay!! Why the hell do I want this?? Well, let me start by saying these implants are not right, puckering and up to my throat and moving to the pits. None of those things look very good. The PS will fix my scars that are so raised up you can see them through shirts. The keloids are bad and they suck!!  That is the first and actually easy reason. Now on to the bigger… I feel like a friggin alien!!! I have no idea whose body this is that I am living in. I could not feel more for lack of incorrect grammar “faker” than I do right now. I constantly am aware of these 2 fake things attached to me. They are like a science experiment that I didn’t mean to do. I skipped lab in HS so this is not what I signed up for. I hate how they look when I take my clothes off it is like I see my head but what the hell am I attached to. And if one more person tells me how great they look I will seriously punch them. When get out of the shower I cry, a lot. There is such an emotional part to this journey that can only be described if you went through it. No breast does not define a woman but they are part of us. Whether you choose to be flat and fabulous, implanted or flapped out they are a part of you. Society puts a lot of focus on breasts and because of that we put notions in our own head of how our body should be. I want my old body back but I know that is not a reality. So what I need right now is to have me, no silicone just me. Part of this is that I am far from a fake, I am who I am like me or move on. I almost feel like with them I am impersonating someone. No I am not on crack I am totally straight. These implants have taken me and made me self-conscience and I hate that. I can’t even begin to explain the reasons why I do not have enough time and I do not want to bore the hell out of you. Now I know if you are reading this and never had cancer let alone breast cancer you are thinking “can’t she just be happy she is alive?” I can yes I can, but that is not the issue here. Cancer changes you so much and while I will never be back to my old self I want to feel little like me. Is this decision for everyone? No it is for me. I have friends that LOVE their implants and are doing great with them, or are flat and completely happy . I need to be myself really me whether you like me or not I have to like me and right now I am not digging this body. So I will shop for some stilettos and shine my tiara and get ready for one big ass surgery or better yet one gutsy surgery!!

Events: mark your calendars

Kick It to Cancer” with Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer

                                                           

On June 9, cancer warriors will “earn their showers” participating in a 3-hour trifecta of fitness events.

Fayetteville, New York:  Focusing attention on the health benefits of physical fitness, Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer (SDBC) is hosting “Kick It to Cancer” at the Towne Center Fitness Studio in Fayetteville on Sunday, June 9. The event features three one-hour group fitness sessions (cycling, boot camp, and yoga), giving participants the opportunity to take part in one, two, or all three.  “Fitness is an important key to health, whether you’re being treated for cancer or not,” says SDBC Founder Ann Marie Giannino-Otis.  “I have always loved the energy I get from working out in a group setting, but I know that people can be intimidated at the idea of being a beginner in front of others. This event is designed to give everyone at any fitness level the chance to experience different kinds of workouts.  Maybe they’ll find something they like and can stick with.”

Kick It to Cancer is not just for beginners.  Experienced, highly trained instructors will lead the one-hour sessions and, because of class size limitations, they will have the ability to modify the workout for varying levels of fitness, from beginner to intermediate to expert.  “You can work hard or take it easy – whatever works for you,” Ann Marie says.

Starting at 7:30 AM, the complete trifecta of classes will be provided six times throughout the day so participants can create a schedule that works best for them.  “We’ve also set it up so that people can put together a team and do the three classes together,” says Ann Marie.  “Or they take turns doing the individual events and make it a relay.”  Individuals are also encouraged to participate.  “There’s a saying I like,” she continues.  “’You’re just one workout away from a good mood.’ I really believe that it’s true.”

  All of the money raised for the event will be donated directly to East Syracuse-based CancerConnects and SDBC’s new Bravery Bags program. Participants will also be provided with a water bottle and healthy snacks, included in the registration fee, to keep them hydrated and nourished throughout the event.  There will be a door prize raffle, with opportunities to win free classes at the Towne Center Fitness Studio.

M.C. Reidy Davidson, a Towne Center Fitness instructor who will be leading classes for the event, often asks her students “How are you going to earn your shower today?”  Kick it to Cancer participants will earn theirs as cancer warriors, fighting cancer and taking a positive step toward fitness through their participation in this fun, healthy day-long event.

For more details about Kick It to Cancer, contact Ann Marie (amandtom@msn.com /

315-559-1203) or visit the Facebook event site: https://www.facebook.com/events/435570783197357/

Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer is Ann Marie Giannino-Otis’ fierce and unconventional initiative to promote awareness, early detection, and advocacy, with a special focus on how the disease impacts younger people. On behalf of her organization, Ann Marie has been featured in magazine and news stories, made appearances on TV, local radio, and Huffington Post Live, and hosts a series of monthly events, including the My Journey Through the Lumps photo essay at Fayetteville-based Pascale’s Restaurant in October, Stacks for Racks in November and February, This is My Journey, a slide show and presentation at the Fayetteville Free Library, Caring Kids events in December and April, Ride Inside for Breast Cancer in January, the Pink Out! drag show in February, and Bunco for Boobs in March. Since its inception last September, Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer has raised and contributed around $26,000 to a variety of breast cancer organizations, including Komen CNY-Central New York Affiliate of Susan G. Komen for the Cure, Stand Up to Cancer, Duke Hospital, Wilmot Cancer Center, the Upstate Cancer Center, Cancer Connects, and the Maureen’s Hope Foundation.

Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer has developed Bravery Bags in partnership with Jill Greblick, Ann Marie’s cancer-surviving counterpart in Boston, and CancerConnects. The project consists of filling gift bags with such items as lip balm, dry shampoo, notecards, and a cheerful fleece blanket made by a child at an SDBC “Caring Kids” events. The Bravery Bag, which will be delivered in advance of a patient’s scheduled surgery, is designed to make life comfortable for them after their procedure, and to send the message beforehand that someone understands what they are going through and is thinking of them.

CancerConnects is a non-profit 501(c)(3) organization which provides free programs and services to help facilitate the cancer journey for patients throughout Central New York, empowering cancer patients and survivors via connections to community resources, support, and guidance.

Ann Marie communicates regularly with a growing network of patients, their loved ones, and supporters via a blog, www.stupiddumbbreastcancer.blogspot.com and Facebook community, www.facebook.com/stupiddumbbreastcancer. 

Past Events

April 11^th 6pm

Trappers II in Minoa

Join the ladies on April 11^th at 6pm for a night of dice, drinks, food, prizes, boobs and FUN!! Be there by 6pm to register and get your seat assignment, the game will start at 7 pm SHARP! The price is $20 and you must register in advance by April 5^th . There will be 60 spots and that is it, so contact me. The shirts are PREORDER, $20 grey vneck with the SDBC logo on the right side. There will be AMAZING prizes for 1^st, 2^nd, 3^rd, most Bunco and  boobie, plus every time you roll a Bunco you get to reach into the grab bag. Raffles and NEW Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer shirts will be on sale. Proceeds to benefit CNY Komen team CURE OR BUST and Maureen’s Hope. Trappers II will be having food and cocktail specials as well. So get your ladies and come get your Bunco on to support the “girls”!

This link will bring you to the FaceBook Events page

https://www.facebook.com/stupiddumbbreastcancer?ref=hl#!/stupiddumbbreastcancer/events

Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer rides for Cancer

Join Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer for a ride inside for a cure on January 6^th at the Community Fitness Center in Fayetteville for a high intensity indoor cycle marathon or relay. The proceeds will go to CNY Komen Race for the Cure team “Cure or Bust “and Jackie Balliot in her fight against Osteosarcoma a form of bone cancer. Jackie was 15 when diagnosis and has the will power of a Super star. Read more about her at blog http://jackieballiot.blogspot.com/   

http://www.giveforward.com/balliotmedicalaccount

Jackie is from North Carolina but will be cheering us on via Skype. Cancer does not discriminate and Jackie is proof that with hope there is a CURE.

There are many ways to ride just find the one that works for you. All riders will get a FREE shirt, the first 5 teams will get a water bottle, if you register by Thanksgiving you will get a 2 week voucher to the center and if you are a solo 6 hour rider there is a visor for you! If you know someone battling or 
surviving or lost their battle to cancer ride for them. Let us know so we can put a sign on your bike. There will be raffles through the day and door prizes as well, a great time for an important cause. This is an ideal way to kick off the New Year, getting fit and helping battle cancer.

Pick your ride

The Big Bone- ride alone for 6 hours with four 15 minute breaks. This is hard core and we will be there cheering you on, $105.

The double Mastectomy- get a buddy and split the ride. You can go every other 1 and 15 minutes or do a 3 hour yourself. Either way it will be a great work out, $55 a person

The Meningie Trou-three people changing up the ride and working hard, $38 a person

Six Pack- six friends burning their quads in an hour intervals, $ 25 a person

All registration needs to be in and paid to get a spot by December 28^th. There are only 30 bikes, spaces will fill up FAST. The instructors will be announced and their time slots when all spots are filled.

Click here for the PDF registration form
https://docs.google.com/open?id=0B--YeBt8DuhQcTZLZ3lyWHlTbFU

December 10th 2012 7pm

I will share my thoughts, feelings, and distinctly unconventional approach to breast cancer in a slide show presentation of photos documenting my battle with the disease. Directed toward young women, older teens, cancer survivors, and their loved ones, the presentation seeks to enlighten and inspire the audience and demystify the processes and procedures related to treatment. This is My Journey is another in a growing number of Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer events designed to promote early detection, encourage advocacy, and generate an honest and straightforward conversation that continues long after the “official” Breast Cancer Awareness Month has ended.

Please join me at Fayettevile Free Library for my story. The doors will open at 7pm and I will begin to talk at 7:30pm. I am looking forward to this "friendraiser". The library seats 150 people so please arrive on time. This is just another confirmation to the community support. Some of the photos will be on display in the lirbray for the month of December, check them out.






Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer is the works of becoming a non-for profit and I could not be happier. I have events planned for everyone month, everyone is different and will appeal to a variety of people. I am looking for donations of goods, services, gift certificates, etc. Nothing is too small of too large. They will be used at the events as door prizes or raffles. What a great way to show your products off and get some free advertising. Contact me for more information; I look forward to working with you!

Stacks for Racks

Join  Trapper’s II

  for a poker tourney to benefit

 Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer

Monday, November 5^th

Starting at 6pm

Trapper’s II 101 North Main Street, Minoa, NY 13116

$30 buy in with ability to buy back in

Half the pot will go to Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer and Cancer Control Division in Radiation Oncology at the University of Rochester. The other half will be divided into 1^st, 2^nd, and 3^rd place. There will be door prizes and GREAT raffles. Come to this fun evening for a great cause, anything to save the boobies! MUST register (there are only 50 seats, so register NOW!!) Trapper's II will have food specials for all participating players!!! $8-16" Cheese pizzas and 50 Cent wings!!

Please join Genevieve Fridley Photography and me on October 21st from 4pm until 7pm as we display the real, uncensored version of stupid dumb breast cancer. The cost will be $10 advance sale tickets and $15 at the door. The show will be at Pascale's Restaurant in Fayetteville. Ticket sales will begin September 1st. Please contact me at amandtom@msn.com for ticket purchases. Tickets and donations can be paid via PayPal as well. The part of the proceeds will benefit the team CURE OR BUST at the 2013 Race for the Cure on May 18th. The other will go to Stand up to Cancer. https://www.standup2cancer.org/ I am so excited that we are using the money for research and education. Both of organizations are fabulous. Any and all donations are greatly appreciated. If we have donations for food we will have more money for these important organizations! Contact me if you would like to donate.
There will be a cash bar and light appetizers, so drink heavily and eat minimal. We are looking for any donations for food and print costs. Genevieve is donating some prints. These print will be used at various events. If you are willing to help with keeping costs down PLEASE contact me. Thanks so The Art Supply Store for donating some framed pictures for the event, so generous. http://www.commercialartsupply.com/ Plus, please check the coupon on the blog as well! They are donating 10% of your purchase to Cure or bust, get your framing done and support the team.
Please mark your calendars and tell your friends. What better way to celebrate Breast Cancer Awareness Month than showcasing a life SAVED from early detection. These pictures have been so incredibly therapeutic for me, amazing how Genevieve captures the emotion. They have also inspired other women going through stupid dumb breast cancer now (and friends of these women who need to see the harsh reality of it). Please know that anyone who really wants to come but does not want to view the pictures, we have respectfully set up the viewing area in the restaurant part. The bar will not have any pictures that will make anyone uncomfortable. I really hope to see you all there. Stupid dumb breast cancer lit a fire inside me. Join me as we find a way to stop it! I wonder what shoes to wear??!!

For Tickets Via PayPal. PLEASE tell how many tickets and if they are for survivors!

https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=HSCXDSM8FDDJJ

PAYPAL IS OFFICIALLY CLOSED, THANKS SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!

DONATION AND SPONSORS

For the past seven years, I have organized a team for CNY Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure called “Cure or Bust”. I’ve done this to honor my grandmother, as well as friends that have had their lives torn apart by this disease.  We have been the biggest team for the past four years and two years running as the biggest fund raiser.

Ironically, on May 5^th of this year, I found a lump, and on June 13^th, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I am not cancer, I never was. I knew from that moment that my mission would be to beat cancer and help others along the way.

On Sunday October 21^st from 4-7pm at Pascale’s Restaurant in Fayetteville, “My Journey through the Lumps” will be on display. Genevieve Fridley Photography has documented my entire journey with images that are uncensored and emotional, while never failing to show the reality of “stupid dumb breast cancer”. All proceeds will benefit Stand up to Cancer and Susan G. Komen through our team Cure or Bust.

One in every eight women is diagnosed with breast cancer. We would appreciate donations to help in the fight. Our corporate sponsor levels include-Silver at $250, gold at $500, platinum at $750, and diamond at $1000. All of these sponsors will have their logo at the event on October 21^st and on the Cure or Bust team page and at the Komen race event. Your company name will be on the Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer blog, Facebook page, and Twitter account as well. Any company wishing to make a smaller donation of $100 will be mentioned in the program on the day of the event.

Please make all donations to Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer. We could not be more pleased or grateful for your generous donations. Or through PayPal via the blog link. ALL donations MUST be in by October 13th so we can get the logos to the printers.

 Breast cancer is the leading killer among women, help us save a life and beat Stupid Dumb Breast Cancer.