Author: Duchess Diaries

In the constant search for betterment, answers, and cancer cures one runs smack into attitude over and over again. Girls who master painting smiles on our faces sometimes only glimpse at advice. We figure with painted smiles, attitude’s handled. But every once in a while something sticks. ​​ As the chemical war eeks closer, there… Continue reading What Are You Expecting?…

Lucky us…Chef Christine sent over two more recipes for an easy meal. Don’t forget, she’s running a special for Duchess readers for the month of April--$60 off any dinner party. She’s easy to reach at 480-390-6980. ​​  Bacon Leek Potatoes 2 1/2 pounds small red skin new potatoes 1 leek, trimmed of tough tops 4… Continue reading Chef Christine Strikes Again…

Some young girls wish for white picket fences and ease of life. Other little girls wish for Prince Charming and ponies and true love. And some girls wish for everything. ​​In the tiny yellow-swagged single bed of my youth, I wished for all of it, including things that make people extraordinary—strength, pluck, humor and talent.… Continue reading Serious As A Heart Attack…

According to experts and lay people, a million cures for cancer exist. If the patient travels to some ancient ruin somewhere, there lay the answers. Meditation is key. Diet is the Holy Grail. Anything that works is good for me. Including traditional meds. Why take chances right? ​​Advice from a reader: Eschew radiation and replace… Continue reading Gus Goes To Reiki…

Stepping off the cancer train to peruse the news, more ridiculousness crossed The Duchess desk this morning. To keep it to myself would be a crime. Seems those who enjoy a good grilled cheese sandwich have more sex. The news comes from The Skout, a San Fran based social networking site that polled 4,600 of… Continue reading More News of the Ridiculous…

“He needs a name. Little Red Weiner is not a name,” says The Fixer. I give it some thought and decide she’s right. Part of The Diaries’ magic is that everyone gets a name, some more imaginative than others. So, last Thursday, the bane of my existence, my feeding tube, became Gus. Gus, along with… Continue reading Gus Goes Shopping…

If you’re lucky enough, when you get cancer you’ll get a feeding tube and you will fully appreciate this fable. It’s the fable of The Little Red Weiner. Patients get feeding tubes for any number of reasons. During surgery, or surgeries, they are already beginning to lose weight. I actually get excited about this one. Excited… Continue reading My Little Red Weiner…

We ask The Duke each month for recommendations. What’s a great car? Are there any specials? What might Duchess readers be interested in? How about it’s spring and it might be time for some cruising off road style? It’s been named, “one of the most off-road capable vehicles in its class.” Hefty praise for a… Continue reading The Duke Recommends: Jeep Patriot

Chatting with our favorite chef I ask her, can she create some specials for our readers. Guess what? She gives us specials for the next three months along with a to-die-for spring salad. Squee. Booking specials is simple, easy and she is such a Duchess Doll, you will just love her food, her personality and her sense… Continue reading Chef Christine Brings Us Salad and Specials…

We believe we study, prepare, pray, listen, research and get our ducks in a row. And then we get kicked in the ass so hard, we wonder how we ever got through life believing anything other than health is paramount. Questions come fast and furious: How much will you share? Why haven’t you been writing?… Continue reading It’s Lookin’ A Little Braveheart Up In Here…