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Recorded my song “I Am Broken” today in Nashville, Tennessee, and I am beside myself with joy. What a surreal day. I’m not sure l can return to normal life. And, I only cried twice. #someonepinchme

My husband and I are on our way to the recording studio to record “I Am Broken,” but first, a little stop at the Grand Ole Opry (which happens to be one mile from our condo). #mightaswelldreambig

I am leaving for Nashville in two days to have my song recorded and a music video made. I’m typing the words, but I can hardly believe them. Several weeks ago, my husband and I were talking about the whole experience to come: Me: “You realize that once this is all said and done, I […]

I booked tickets for Nashville today. The producer has asked me twice now if I would like to sing backup vocals. Uh…well…gulp. Then again, if he gets Keith-freaking-Urban to sing into that microphone with me, I’d consider it. #mightaswelldreambig

I love this picture—taken back in 2009 during the throes of my chemotherapy treatment—but oh man, I get the shivers when I think of the bald head beneath that pretty scarf. #gratefulforhair

I had a massage this morning by a man for the first time in my life. He worked on my (frozen) shoulder for an entire hour and gave whole new meaning to the word “man-handled.” Wow, that guy was strong. He kept saying, “You’re going to be sore later.” I’m thinking, Because this is such […]

Dear Benefactor, In Letter #42 to you, I told you about my deep fear of rattlesnakes. Well, I went to the same place again this year—Steamboat Rock State Park—and I’m sad to say that I did not go hiking. I did a ton of biking, though, even though my shoulder was still really sore and […]

Buying new bras is right up there for me in the same category as having a root canal. I drove down to Nordstrom yesterday to meet the fitter, Laurie. The last time I did this was ten years ago when I was getting fitted not only for a new bra, but also for a new […]

I had a fun little texting conversation yesterday with my producer down in Nashville, the one I’m going to go see in September. Me: “Hi, Producer. I finally posted my good news on Facebook. If you ever see anything inappropriate that I post, please call me on it. Like, maybe I shouldn’t have called Keith […]