(Sorry for the pun, Firefly fans, I’m knitting another Jayne hat.)
So I went to the doctor today because I had a lump in my breast. Did I delay for, like, a month because I’m a moron? Yes. Normally I don’t, but I just got busy, which is the lamest excuse possible. It won’t happen again.
Anyway, it’s not cancer, thank God.
It’s only fibrocystic changes. Apparently, I got a little tiny mass in there, and it aches. Coincidentally, it’s right where I had a plugged duct when I was nursing. But now I get the joy of my first mammogram. Woo. (Guys reading this are now making the “TMI!” face.)
So let’s review: up-side: probably not cancerous, probably won’t die. down-side: made worse by caffeine and chocolate. That’s right, my two favorite things in the world.
So now to make the boobie-ache go away, I gotta quit drinking caffeinated lattes – and definitely no more of my beloved mochas. Bear with me as I come down from the sweet, sweet heights of Mount Chocolympus and begin trudging through life without coffee.
And I thought kicking the antidepressants was bad. Grumble.
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I had a spare copy of Katamari Damacy for PS2 (don’t ask how) and offered it at booksforsoldiers.com on a first-come, first-served basis to whatever service person who wanted it. I had three takers asking for it before I could put up a note saying it was taken.
I loooove this game. It’s insane. I’d like others to experience it. Now I am torn between telling the other two guys no and shelling out 40 bucks to be an extra-nice person and share this trippy game which everyone should play.
“Kill us both, Spock!” Argh!
I’m absurdly giddy about starting another contest in the knitting community tomorrow. I’ve got the prize yarn picked out, but haven’t decided whether to do another poetry challenge or something else. I don’t want to do the same thing over and over, but it really was fun last time. Hm. Decisions, decisions.
School was out today, and my daughter was very active. As a result, I finally became a MOM – I actually had to use the phrase, “Don’t run with scissors!”
Next step: “You’ll put your eye out!”
One?? I’ve only managed to subvert ONE country? Stupid killer robots, always breakin’ down.