Victory Pajamas and Window Decals

Victory Pajamas and Window Decals

🌼 Date: Sunday, January 4, 2026

⚡ Energy: Triumphant but tender

❤️‍🩹 Status: Sore, tired, victorious

🥶 Outlook: Cold outside, warm inside, finally caught up

Ha! WordPress: conquered.

This mission technically started Friday night and didn’t officially end until this morning. Two days of wrestling with menus, ghost pages, slugs from hell, and enough “why won’t you just WORK?” moments to qualify as an endurance sport. But friends… the site now does exactly what I envisioned.

Who knew that at the wise-ass age of 54, I’d be learning how to build a whole damn website? I genuinely thought this was supposed to be click-and-fill. Like the digital version of Mad Libs.
(Yes, I know. I just dated myself. Again.)

As part of my victory tour, I posted my celebration pajamas on social media. Okay fine — they were technically my New Year’s Eve pajamas — but victory pajamas don’t expire. Rules are flexible when you win a war against technology.

Then, because apparently, I like to stack accomplishments, Casey and I installed five of my very first pieces of blog merch:
“Badass Breast Cancer” window decals.
On actual vehicles. In the wild. Rolling down the road.

Shoutout to My Mary 💖 — and yes, this is a proud mom moment for me, because I still can’t believe this thing in my head is now stuck to glass in the real world.

After freezing my freshly bald head and my not-just-boob-weight-lost body (almost 25 pounds down, and trust me, that changes your internal thermostat), I came back inside, thawed out, and did something that felt just as victorious:

I got caught up on three days of blog posts.
Which brings us here. Fully caught up. No backlog. No guilt.

Bonus win: today was day five and FINAL day of the Granix shots. 🎉
The bone pain isn’t quite as brutal as yesterday, but I’ve definitely noticed a pattern — evenings and bedtime are when my knees and legs start screaming, and that’s when the ice packs come out like clockwork. Still, knowing this was the last shot makes it all feel more manageable.

Also, my abdomen is officially starting to resemble a Dalmatian — bruises instead of spots — but honestly? I’ll take it.

I didn’t just survive this week — I finished it. Website fixed. Merch launched. Shots completed. Blog caught up. Still standing. One badass day at a time.

💗 Tina –

One Badass Day at a Time