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One of my moles from the second trip came back not-good. There’s a name for it, but it’s scientific and I can’t remember things like that so well. But basically it’s pre-cancerous, and I have to go back to get more skin cut out so they can test more. Sounds pretty, huh?
The thing about this mole is that it’s one I didn’t even notice. And the mark that was left was really small so it must not have been a big one. That’s kind of scary to me – what other moles should I be watching that I haven’t even noticed yet?
And what else is scary is the nice little spot on my nose. Getting spots removed from my back is no big deal – who’s going to notice, but on my nose? Front and center on my face? Damn!
I SO wish I had been smarter about skin care/sun protection when I was younger. I think about how I just didn’t care. I’m young, I’m invincible, that won’t happen to me. Yeah, right. Now, I am really good about just staying out of the sun or wearing sunscreen when I am in the sun. I just hope it’s not too late.
It’s Ok…
To look forward to a weekend alone.
To miss your husband very much anyway.
To look at your wedding ring and think, Holy crap – I got married!
To wonder why hair stylists can’t seem to cut your hair the same length on each side of your head.
To be pissed that the new stylist you tried cut your bangs MUCH shorter than you told her to.
If you don’t go see a movie the weekend that it opens.
To think people shouldn’t have kids until they can speak in complete sentences without using “like”. (baby borrowers, anyone?)
To wish you could be one of those girls who can wear jeans even on the hottest and humid-est of days and still look fresh.
Writer’s block anyone? Thankfully, this lovely lady gave me some inspiration.
As Alissa said, it IS a challenge cooking for just two people. Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth the effort and should we just have a bowl of cereal (which we sometimes do). And sometimes I know it’s worth the effort and need to figure out how to cook up something tasty and healthy (and easy!!) after working a full day. We do still have our pizza and beer night once a week, so we’re not always on the healthy kick.
This is how our meal from the other night came together.
I washed and sliced up the potatoes, drizzled/brushed on some olive oil and sprinkled with salt and pepper and some garlic powder, and put them in the oven at 400 degrees for about 40 minutes. We have also done these on a metal tray on the grill. It worked pretty well, but I think we need to practice to perfect.
I soaked some couscous in boiling water ahead of time. When it had cooled, E mixed it with the turkey burger (to help hold moisture – turkey can be DRY) and added some soy sauce and seasoning, made into patties and put them on the grill.
I also had tossed the asparagus with some olive oil, garlic powder and pepper, and E put that on the grill too.
A glass of wine each and we were in business. It was so good that we high-fived each other afterwards for doing such a good job. Yeah, we’re cool.
Last night was pizza and beer night – a DiGiorno and a glass of wine (instead of beer). I don’t think I need to explain how we prepared that meal.
Why do I have to keep calling a business to get basic information changed? I’ve called two very large cellular phone companies in the past two months to get basic contact and billing information changed. Each time I’ve been assured that the changes have been made and is there anything else they can help me with? Why, then, do the invoices keep coming with the WRONG information? I wish I could just not pay the stupid bill. If the call was recorded, why don’t you pull it out of your ass files and change what I asked you to change in the first place.
While I’m on the topic of bad customer service, you know what I hate? When I have a legitimate complaint and I’m explaining to the moron person behind the counter why I’m still bothering to talk to him/her what my problem with their customer service is and they, with their deer-in-the-headlights-look, give a little shrug of their shoulders as if to say, Oh well. Sucks to be you. Sometimes they more or less SAY, Sucks to be you. Gah!! That just burns me. I hate it so much that it burns me when it happens to someone else.
Deep breath. Ok, I’m done. It’s going to be a great day. I’m going to lunch with friends. I’m going for a walk after work with another friend. And maybe I’ll sneak out to get an iced chai to make the day just that much better.
