notoriously late. I sit to listen for the telephone to ring and have to jump into action because of my babysitter not being able to make to the usual time frame to pick up my Princess from playschool. Only 15 minutes to go. Better put on some make up and find my wig. These cold wintery days I have had to hold on to my wig so that it does not blow away. I truly don’t want to go out in this cold stormy day. But what choice does any Mother have, let alone a Mom with cancer.