Thursday Morning. Me. The skin doctor. The cancer. A show-down.
It'll be nice to see what they say about the whole thing. Patch me up and send me on my way.
Last night, I got to hang out with my friend Rachel and her two kids. We had dinner, hung out and made Jimi Hendrix out of clay. And oh yes, he was purple.
Not much news. Shane is coming over Saturday for another gym tutorial. I need a new weight routine. I've started making progress with my whole spring clutter clean out.
Many closets and surfaces to go, but one pile at a time.
Maybe tonight, I'll get somewhere since the weather isn't good.