Randomness Galore

WOW, I can't believe it's been over a week since my last post. Things around here have been SO busy this last week and I haven't made much time for sitting at the computer, but I promise to do the best I can to get you caught up. Let me warn you, this post will most likely be long and ALL over the place. OK, so here we go.

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WW Update:
I was not able to attend my regularly scheduled WW meeting last week and most likely will also miss this coming week's due to scheduling conflicts. But I can tell you with most certainty that ever since my parents got here, it's been BAD. Really, really bad. Like lunch at Panera bad. And lunch at Pei Wei bad. Oh yeah, and late night drives to the donut shop bad. See? I told you it was bad. So, I will update you with my "progress" as soon as there is some to report.

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The "MOLE":
As you all know I have a mole right next to my bottom lip. You know, I actually like my mole. It's been a part of me and who am I ever since I can remember. I seriously do not have a memory of myself that doesn't include my mole.

Exhibit A: Liz with mole

Well, I've noticed my mole has gone through some changes in the last couple of years and thought it would be wise to have a dermatologist check it out, you know just to make sure that everything is OK.

So I'm taken into an exam room and placed under a bright light and the dermatologist looks at it and says that in order to ensure it's not malignant it has to come out. Come again? Apparently, unless the mole is removed and sent out to a lab to be checked out they can't tell whether it's OK or not.

So I naively asked her when she wanted me to schedule this "procedure", to which she enthusiastically responds : "Oh, we can do it right now! It won't take but ten to fifteen minutes." WHAT?!?! ***Insert panic state here*** I tried to explain that this mole is a part of me, I have had this on my face since forever! I wasn't expecting that it would be removed today. It's something I need to think about. She sympathetically says she understands and tells me she'll be back in a few minutes. Phew! That was a bit too close for comfort.

A few minutes later she strides right back into the room and asks: "Well, what did you decide?" WHAT?!?! Are you kidding me, lady? Think, Liz! Think fast!!! Suddenly it hits me and I say: "Well, you see I have a baby in the waiting room with my parents and I don't know how well he'll hold up if he has to sit there much longer. I'd hate for him to upset your staff or your other patients." She looked up at her nurse and without missing a beat the nurse walked out of the room and was back seconds later to report that the baby is fine and my parents have given the OK for them to proceed.

Anyway, ten minutes later I walked out into the waiting room looking like this:

Exhibit B: Liz with huge, swollen and disfigured lip

My lip was swollen and bruised and hurt like crazy. Oh yeah, just in case I forgot, thanks Mom,... thanks Dad! You guys are the BEST!!! When I went to pick Isabella up at school I had to cover my lip and explain to her that Mommy had a Boo Boo, but that it really did not hurt and I felt fine. She looked petrified.

So anyway, I went back to the dermatologist today and they removed the stitches. It's kind of hard to assess what it will really look like until the swelling has gone down a bit and the scar starts healing. Bring on the Mederma, Baby!

Exhibit C: Liz without mole

Good Heavens I'm in desperate need of a facial! Geez!

The reason it looks all bumpy is because last week the dermatologist's nurse told me to put some Vaseline on it but my Mom thought some Neosporin would be so much better for it, being that it had the Vaseline in it and all. As it turns out they don't tell you to use Neosporin because it actually irritates it. Who knew? Thanks Mom, again!

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My Dad:
We are diligently working every avenue we can think of to get my Dad the treatment he needs here in Memphis. We've hit some seriously discouraging walls along the way, but I have promised him I will research and exhaust every possibility available. We're so very grateful to so many people for offering their help and guidance along the way.

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Our Girl:

Please say a prayer for our sweet girl who is having some procedures done tomorrow at the hospital to determine the reason(s) for her recurring UTIs.

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Simple Things:

These are in my house right now:

Gerbera daisies are my absolute favorite flowers and they make me oh so happy.

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Current Read:
I am currently reading this book:

And it is seriously laugh-out-loud funny. It's a woman's story about her real-life weight loss journey and if you've ever been on a diet or thought about losing weight you might want to check it out. Hilarious!

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My Bronchitis:
Although somewhat better, I'm still struggling with this illness. And since I like to keep things PG on this blog, I'll just move on to the next topic.

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My Cell Phone:
Is broken. Maybe this should not have been the topic of choice after my vow to keep things PG on this blog.

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Bad Hair Day:
Have you ever had a bad hair day? You know, the kind where absolutely nothing you do can help you tame your mane? Yeah, kinda like this:


This boy just cracks me up and I wanted to share some of his craziness with you.

Alrighty then, now that I have totally sucked up such a ridiculous amount of your time, I better get going. Until next time.