New Dermatologist!

Ladies who Lunch

*I fit in a pair of jeans that did not fit in the summer! Woot!*

I finally had my appointment today with Dr. Duke in Mystic, CT. She is THE best skin doctor in the state by golly. If you can remember (cause I cant), I scheduled an appointment to be a new patient back in the Spring/Summer. Today was the day. I picked a cute black and white outfit with black flats, my fanciest purse and my hair down my back. It is a good thing I did. I think my self consciousness would have shown through if I had not. Every woman patient was dressed to the 9s. They are those rich bitches that get botox in the morning and then have a ladies lunch afterward. So I didnt fit into the square peg but my ass was big enough to cover the hole.
  It was a quick visit because I really do not have anything going on right now. Well I do have skin tags on my neck but insurance does not cover that...it is like $100 to burn them all off. Maybe after Christmas I will do that for my birthday.
She was very nice. Big smile on her face. I like her. She explained about skin cancer and gave me a informative pamphlet. She did an upper body check..I nixed the lower cause I am dealing with MaryMary this week.
 I love Mystic. It is a beautiful place. My parents used to take me there all the time when I was young. It is on the water. There are tall ships. It just feels New Englandy. I guess you could say the same about my city also. Anyhoo..after my appointment was over and I forked over the $25 co-pay, I was on a mission. I pointed the car in the total opposite direction of Mystic to get to the cider mill. Sweet Cider, dozen sugary cider donuts, and one cored and cut Mcintosh apple with caramel poured onto top for Natalie.
I am home now. It is time to change into my frumpy clothes again. I have so much housework to fucking do. I get no help..you know my song of woe..i do not have to sing it for you.
 Oh! I did season sorting yesterday in my room and I decided to try stuff on. OMG! I found clothes that did not fit me last winter that fit perfectly now. I found jeans that I bought in the summer that I could not even dream of buttoning..I can button them! Granted I am squeezed a bit and I would never sport a camel toe..so those pants need me to lose a bit more weight. I am so happy. I do realize that I need to buy some jeans at Sally`s. I do not have that many pairs of good long jeans.
So yeah! I have no scale but I have lost weight cause clothes are fitting.Woot!

My nose ring is being a pain in the ass. It keeps going back into my nose. I was told to keep cleaning it, take Advil for the swelling, and eventually that shit will stop. I hope so. I wake up in the morning and I have to push the earring through a film of smegma and skin. Sounds appetizing huh? I still love the little fucker. It looks good on me. I used to think it wouldn't and that was part of the reason why I never did it. I am glad I did.
What kind of person am I turning into? Long hair. Nose ring. Tattoos. Driving a Jeep.  Allowing pot smoking in my area. I am just laid back. I do have my hangups but otherwise i think I am growing into this new person that I have become in my 40s. I haven't decided if I like her yet. :)

Okay enough of my weirdness. I still have not changed my clothes.

September is here!

*269*<---Dr office says 277 <sad face>

I see Blogger has a new interface. I have not decided if I like it yet. Give it time to grow on me. We have not went to the gym because I have been tired and busy with storm clean up. I am in the middle of cleaning the bathroom behind me. The tub is luxuriating in a lather of Ajax. I figured I would pop on here and let you all know what has been going on. I have just been busy. I am not ignoring the blog.
 I had some female trouble that I needed looked at this week. All is good. Nothing to worry about. Just some cyst issues that I had never had before. It can happen to women in their 40s. *sigh of relief*. I had my physical with my GP the week before. I told him how I have been extremely tired lately, coughing, and intermittent chest pain. He listened to my chest, took some blood work, raised my insulin, and gave me a tetanus shot and sent me on my way. I guess he does not think it is anything. I think that I have to be dragged out of bed at noon when I went to bed at 11pm is kinda not Heidi..but oh well.
  We went to the cider mill in Mystic this afternoon. First batch of cider and donuts of the season. I will go back many many times before they close at Christmas. I have been drinking cider from B.F. Clyde`s Cider Mill since I cannot remember...like very young. My advice to you is this: Do not go on the weekends!!! If you want to go for the whole kit and kaboodle touristy bullshit, go in October on a Saturday. You will get to go into the mill and learn how apple cider is pressed. It is very interesting and kids love that shit. Then you can go to the store and spend money on sweet cider, hard cider, wines, canned goods, baked goods, donuts, etc etc etc. If you do not want to deal with the bullshit, just come during the week and go in the store and get your goodies. I wait for this time of year, every year. I took the Jeepo to the car wash ($18 to watch it go thru and then the guys cleaned and dried it) and then went to the cider mill, drank my Cider slushy, and then we went to a diner in Mystic for lunch. Now I sit here...taking a break from cleaning the bathroom. Not even the bathroom I use!
 I sure as hell is talking huh?
Milo is getting big. I need to call up the Team spay/neuter van to find out when they are going to be in my area this month. I want him fixed before the winter.
 Okay, this ginger cat is climbing and purring all over me now. I need to get back to my wifely duties.
Oh yeah, speaking of that..life sucks. Fred has been working overtime at hospital cause he is covering for the woman on days (she was in car accident), then on his days off, he works at the shop for 8 hours or more. Then when he gets off work at hospital at 11pm, he goes to the shop for another 2 hours. So I see him a grand total of NEVER. 5 minutes here and there. Then he gets a new phone and switches back to Virgin Mobile. Guess what? He cannot get any bars in his area of the hospital like he did with his Gophone. So now I cant even text him anymore. So I do not see him basically at all. And anybody that wants to pipe up about I am lucky he is working..I do not want to hear that. Okay? I have been with this man for 25 years and when I have not seen him longer then 5 minutes at a time for 2 weeks, that is a problem.
Okay..now I am done.
Back to bathroom duties!