freakin' cold and freakin' freezing cold.
Good news doc says the mole is a benign mole. I like the sound of benign, it rolls off my tongue and sounds so good to my ears. What didn't sound good was doc saying I don't like the swelling and need to inject some roids. Hmmm I can blame a bad temper on roid rage! He says, "It shouldn't be bad as my nose is still numb." Ya! Not if he injects far enough, it's not numb any more. He mentioned waiting eight weeks and perhaps doing some other procedure. I don't know if it was a dermabrasion or what. Hmmmmm I can wait a few years for it to look good. I don't want anything more done. Please no more pain!!!
With this cold snap you feel like you are on an episode of the Twilight Zone - no body is around. You hear things but never see anything. It gets really loud when it is this cold. The pups and I have potty detail down to a science. I am sure Pix feels like a second class citizen as she always goes last. One at a time, one at a time, no we aren't bringing the toys, no, Pixie, house.
I am hoping Josie is surviving okay. CC is excellent for taking care of my little girl but with being sick I feel like I have abandoned her. Hopefully, tomorrow it will be warm enough for at least me to whip out there. As dizzy as I am I don't feel like riding, that's for sure!
Spoke with B today. I am so glad to hear from her. She has a plan. Everybody needs a plan. I dread the day I have to go looking for a job. I just don't know what I will do - wait I am not worrying about that now.
So anyways, I said to the guy, I says . . .
I hear on the TV that we are in the depth of winter - ya! no, shit shirley! I normally back into my spot at work but have pulled in straight to help avoid any direct windchill. The temps are bad enough. Must invent a portable garage, like the pups soft-sided kennel. There is a million dollar idea - LOL!
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