Thursday night, I left Zumba & headed to Uncle Gick and Unkie Di's to pick up the FarmHands. They had spent the evening playing with Katie and Jamie (another cousin who's down visiting) and enjoying Uncle Gick's birthday cake for him. As I was heading down the gravel road, I noticed a car well ahead of me. When I got closer, I was thrilled (and slightly confused) to discover it was my mother. I'd talked to her twice earlier in the day & she never mentioned the fact that she was driving to Illinois. Sneaky woman.
Yesterday she came by the house and dropped off her Zune & her new laptop to see if I could fix some issues she's been having with them. I figured out what needed to be done and got to work. (Incidentally, "work" involved ripping 79 CD's into the computer to sync to her Zune. That took a few minutes.)
Now I am suffering from Computer Envy. Mama has a brand new Toshiba laptop complete with Windows 7. I have an eMachines desk top loaded with Windows Vista. Don't get me wrong, I am more than thankful for my computer. It was a gift from my parents when our old one (which was a handed down gift from Little BIL) died a few years back. But that laptop sure is nice.... *sigh*
Today I went to the doctor to have a few moles removed from my back. I can thank genetics for the moles that dot my back. I've never really been able to pull off a backless dress....and REALLY won't want to try now.
The three I wanted removed were a nuisance. There was no reason to suspect anything was really wrong with them. But before he started, I wanted Doc to check out a fourth mole QM noticed yesterday. He said that one didn't worry him, but there was a spot on my back he didn't like the looks of. I said if he didn't like it, get rid of it. "I'm not attached to any of them," I said, "except in the obvious way."
After he removed the three others, he dug into The Thing (to which it will now be referred) he wasn't too keen on. 5 stitches later, he told me to come back in 10 days & that he'd call me as soon as he knew what The Thing was.
So now I wait.
I could worry about it, but honestly, I didn't even see it, I don't miss it, and I'm not terribly concerned. I know that could change, but unless it does, I'm not going to brood over it.
But I'd really much rather have one of these Things instead: