oh mind . . .

I am now spotless and sporting a caterpillar on my chest.  LOL. 

I went back to the dermatologist yesterday because she wanted to recheck the site of the basal skin cancer on my chest.  Well, wouldn't you know, the darned thing came back.  She checked her schedule and told me to come back at 1:30.  A little Novocaine, a cookie cutter and bingo . . .  Out Damned Spot. 

So now I have a pressure bandage until this afternoon and then I get to see the cocoon from which my little caterpillar sprouts.  10 days and out they come.  YAY!

Grumble, grumble, grumble I have to miss yoga this morning.  Sigh.  But lunch with the girls is still on!!!

ut oh . . .

and so, if you have a wine colored sisal rug that has been bleached out in one spot, what do you do? 

Why dab it with wine!  of course.

happy belated . . .

fourth of july!!!!!   Kidlet came home in time for dinner and the 9TS grilled some chickens, and beefs and ribs and more ribs and wings and stuff.  enough for a week . . .  well maybe the wings disappeared.

and then it was off to the fireworks!!!!   YAY!  I love fireworks.  and we brought some of our own . . . mainly the amazing wild child, miss lee.  and the three of us trudged off in search of good plunking grounds from which to watch the festivities.  and we did . . . Kidlet having decided to go in search of sparklers instead.

and so when the 9TS and I returned home, we went out in the driveway to play with the sparklers and
my camera.   the result?  light writing!!!!!

 

isn't that too cool?!?!?!?   Actually I cheated a little bit here with photoshop so you could read it all at once.  but too stinkin' cool beans.  I mean it.  And here is an original before I darkened it up and flipped it horizontally:

 I'm married to the 9TS and have a 6LK.  Hummmmm.  Happy 4th everyone!!!

more honkin' around . . .

with Photoshop:

Credits:  Template:  Tiffany Tillman, Paper: Amy Teets, Stitches and Water Drops: Anna Aspnes.

'shrooms . . .

it's been a long time since the 9TS was a top cop but we still get the occasional phone call asking for clarification of the law.  Last night's was a doozy.  One of his cronies is housing his 19 year old grandson who seems to be having a little trouble deciding what to do with himself having been kicked out of high school some years back.  Some of his antics are reminiscent of the early 70's but this was definitely a flash back.

Seems said friend came home to find his grandson had spent quite a bit of time on the internet followed by and equal amount of time in the family garage.  Something to do with kitty litter, a drying rack and some 'shrooms.    The grandfather wanted to know what was going on and if it was legal.  

I know I shouldn't have let that little guffaw slip out through my lips but I had no idea kids were still drying psilocybin mushrooms.  Let the magic begin.  And so, I started to sift through the internet for the 9TS, to see the ramifications of possession in the state of Florida.  And wouldn't you know, dear old Florida is semi forgiving of the matter.  The only of 50 to do so.  Who'd a thunk it?

At the latest report, the grandson was told to eliminate his 'shroom oast and find a less . . . hallucinogenic  pastime. 

peace out and pass the doobie!

went digital shopping and then had to play with the goodies:

Credits:  Template: Tiffany Tillman, Papers:  Amy Teets, Katie Pertiet, Vinnie Pearce, Mask and Stitches:  Anna Aspnes, Brads:  Vinnie Pearce.

infusion #2 . . .

5:30     up up and away
6:30     out the door and trek across the state
8:45     arrive at Moffitt
9:15     lab work done
10:00   check into cutaneous clinic
10:15   see doctor T
11:45   check in infusion clinic
1:00     infusion starts
3:00     on the road
4:00     sit in bumper to bumper traffic in Orlando over a holiday weekend
6:10     pull into Carrabba's
7:15     arrive home

But it's all in a day's work for SUPER 9TS:

He can handle anything!!!!!!