Random News of the Week

In January, I noticed what looked like a mole on my bottom lip. I thought, "who gets a mole on their lip?" Of course, my mind always goes to the worst, I thought "this could be melanoma." But, I knew my lips have NEVER seen the sun. I NEVER go without lipstick. (or hairspray) I have been really worried about it and promised myself I would not read about moles on lips on the internet. My mind has gone to awful images about my lip. I have imagined that it is melanoma and it has pierced through my lip to my gums and muscle and jaw bone and in the end they would have to remove my whole lower face and jaw.
I broke down and went to the dermatologist on Monday. I told the nurse I was there for a mole on my lip. She raised her eyebrow and I broke out in a nervous sweat. I sat in that cold room for what seemed like forever. The M.D. came in and pressed on my lip so hard and for so long that it almost pushed me off the table. He determined that I have a hemangioma (A cluster of blood vessels under the skin). He measured it and I go back in July to see if it has grown. If it grows, they will take it off with a laser.
I have been VERY thankful it was not anything more serious.


Diamond the kitten is coming soon......like tomorrow or Monday. This may be the recipe for disaster in our house. I am going to keep Kristen separated from Diamond for the next two or three weeks. I will just give Kristen some coffee and pray for the best. I do not think I have ever mentioned that Kristen loves coffee. When I talked to the cat lady yesterday, she said to give her about thirty minutes notice before we came so she could get "something" put in his cage. Her cell phone was cutting out and so I don't know what she said she needed thirty minutes to get in it's cage. Here again, I have imagined that it is a huge tiger or lion or some cat beast. She said he did not need to be around children. I will be praying! What could it be????? Thirty minutes to coax to it's cage?????? The lady has over 100 cats.


Yesterday we went to a local grocery store to pick up a couple of items. As we were going in the store, a gentleman in his seventies was tying up his little dog to a post outside the store. Emily and Sarah Kate were going nuts over the cute little dog. When we left, Emily asked where the dog was and I told her that the dog had gone home with his daddy. Emily said, " no, that was his Grandpa!!!!!"
We go to the car and Emily was putting on her seat belt. She had been to dance before our grocery store visit so she was wearing her dance clothes. I buckled SK in and I hopped in the front seat. I hear this BIG frustrated scream from Emily. I asked her what the problem was. She replied," This skirt is being very rude!" The big tutu kept getting in the way as she tried to buckle herself in. I don't know about you, but I have worn some clothes that have been very rude before.