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Inch by Inch


A while back, I mentioned that May was going to be a bit serious for me. Well, it’s time to fess up. Many of you readers already know that I was diagnosed with breast cancer in March. So last week, I said goodbye to the tumor that was causing all the havoc, but it left behind a few cells in my lymph nodes. So next month, the docs and I will be working on a plan to get rid of those cells.

But hey! Here at Chez Universe, the key word is happy. Happiness can be good medicine, so you and I are going to continue to find the silly in the serious. And there is a whole lot of silly out there!

Here’s a funny thing – my height hasn’t been measured since high school, when it was announced I was 5′ 6 1/2″ . Not super tall, but not bad. So when they carved my driver’s license at the Bedrock Department of Motor Vehicles, that’s what it said. And through the years, anytime anyone asked for my height, I said I was 5’6 1/2″.

Well, I was weighed and measured during all this hoopla of late. Turns out I’m only 5’5 1/2″.

Boy, was I surprised.

Where did my inch go?

Well, today I decided for my New Thing to look for one inch things, hoping that maybe I would find the missing inch.

I asked the inchworm of course. He didn’t know, but offered to measure me again.

I read about Bruce Lee’s Famous One Inch Punch. . My inch wasn’t there.

I thought maybe my inch was sold, like the one-inch squares of land in the Yukon, sold in boxes of cereal. Nope. Not there.

I even checked on how to accurately read a ruler, to make sure it wasn’t a mistake that my inch was lost. Sigh.

I was silent for a while, thinking about where my inch might be. I wondered if it had disappeared on Earth Day. I felt good about the quiet – but my inch was still incognito.

My inch was nowhere to be found. So I decided that all these years, I BELIEVED I was 5′ 6 1/2″. Well, by golly, then I AM! And until the height police come knocking at my door, I’m sticking to that story. snort.

Thoughts can become things, you know.