Cut and stitch

Up a skosh early this morning to spend time with my Queen before she lit out for work. Got her on her way, made me a tasty sausage and egg sammich [only had 1 egg…. dammit emmit] – but it was hot, good and filling and enough get me on my way for what I hoped was going to be a busy productive day…… I headed for mid-island for my Doctor’s appointment. Showed up and sat in the parking lot until called in….. some paperwork and Doc was soon sticking needles into the side of my face. I can say at this point, with all certainty… me and Doc have entirely different opinions of what a ‘small pinch’ feels like….. but after 8 different pokes and one dose push that was probably a little faster than intended (it burned like fire for about 20 seconds) Doc said he’d be back in about 10 minutes to do the procedure. Back and becoming quite ‘chatty’ Doc cut, dug and stitched 2 different places on the side of my face. One ‘barnacle’ got removed because it was raised and turning color – the other was strictly cosmetic and since it was in such close proximity to the first one, he agreed to go ahead and take it off too. I’ve never had anything done like that before (that I was awake for)……. an odd sensation really, having someone cutting on you and even weirder – sewing you back upon the side of your face. It really wasn’t all that bad – but it’s not something I’d like to do every day…… still numb and a couple of bandages and I was on my way…. onward to the VA Center.

The day started going classically downhill from there. They said I had to have the registration to the car in my name to give me the plates. The BMV says they can’t get me a new registration without plates….. Ah yes – bureaucracy….. Ya gotta love it. I guess I could have went ahead and slapped myself upside the head…… I wouldn’t have felt it~~~  😉  Not in the mood to argue or fight the system….. I said thank you and took off. Since I was fairly close – I stopped in at Blues to let my Queen know that I survived the trip to Doc and that I was giving up on the plates. Even though Blues wasn’t open for business at the time – I sat and had a beer with Jim. By then they opened for business, so I stayed and had a beer with a couple of the regulars. The beer was starting to bloat me, so I switched to a cocktail and chatted a little more before heading back to our end of the island. A quick stop at the Post office….. got a dandy little box of goodies from Stephanie to help aid me in my effort to quit smoking…… Lord knows I’m gonna need all the help I can get. My Queen finally home, a couple of drinks, a bite to eat, chatting with my Mini-Jeni and ready to wrap this not entirely successful day up. I took a couple of pictures today, but not enough to justify hooking up the phone and downloading them yet…. so more older fish pictures you may not have seen yet.

Good Night Ya’ll – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Thankx for stopping in~!

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Born in Germany as an Army brat - I moved permanently to the United States about the time I was ready to start school - Dad put to me to work when I turned 13 tearing off roofs and packing shingles.. I did that, DE tasseled corn and bucked hay all the way through high school. After graduation, moved down South for a year or so trying to figure what I wanted to do. Finally came home and joined the Air Force serving almost 5 years - which included a 3 year tour in Germany, where I met my Queen. Came home and started working as a roofer. Economy went to crap and I knew I would not be able to support my growing family the way I wanted to, so I pestered the HR department at General Electric until they hired me. A very quick almost 34 years, 4 Daughters and 9 Grandkids later - here I am .... waiting as patiently as I can, to start the next chapter of our life - romping around in the Caribbean Sea checking out the various islands that we have not been to yet. Holy $hit what a ride~!!!! ;-)

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