I've had so many things I have wanted to post about and now... my mind is empty. We started full force with school this week and I'm stressed a bit - can't seem to get a good schedule worked out this year.
I had a mole removed yesterday between my left pinky and my ringer finger - right in between them. The doctor put a stitch in it. I went in a few weeks ago to have one particular mole looked at that everyone willingly tells me "you should have that looked at." It took him maybe two seconds to tell me it was nothing. Instead, while he's telling me a story about someone who died from a melanoma, I said "what about this one" as I showed him the small dark mole between my two fingers. He says "I'd like to have a punch of that one." So yesterday he got a "punch" of it. I won't know anything for ten days. Don'tcha hate that waiting period?
At least I didn't have to do the dishes last night. :)