Just offering up a little pre-surgery GLAMOUR, sweetie darlings. The polyp removal was no biggie. I had zero anxiety going into it, which is kind of impressive, considering in my 20’s I’d have to pop a Xanax every time I went to the doctor! They hooked me up to an IV, I passed out during the 30 minute operation, and woke up groggy and HUNGRY (I had to completely fast the entire day leading up to the surgery, which was at 2 pm).

Ignoring the “no big meals after surgery” suggestion, we went to a diner where I ate a CARB, DAMMIT, AND IT WAS GOOD. A little cramping/bleeding since the surgery, but nothing unusual, considering the birth control pills I’ve been on for the past month have been making me bleed every day. Uh huh.

They gave me oxycodone for the post-op pain, which of course I took (for fun). ZERO fun. Nothing at all! At least vicodin always inspired me to clean my house! How do people get hooked on this stuff? 

Now that the polyps are gone, I am awaiting the next step in the series of events to get Lizzy knocked up! They want me to stop taking the birth control pills now, and re-start on January 12th. I wonder if that means I’ll be getting a period? Isn’t that what usually happens? Oh, it’s been so long and I don’t feel like Googling right now. So there.

Preeeeeetty sure these earrings I found on Etsy were made for moi. Haven’t bought them…yet.

My goal today is to take the girls for a looooong walk, but considering it’s 36 degrees outside we’ll see how long that lasts. Maybe I should wear two pairs of pants. Hmmm.

Here’s the crazy green globe light we purchased at “Display & Costume”. Pretty pretty!

I’m still plowing through library books at a steady rate. On this last trip I Googled “Best thriller novels of 2013” and selected about 8 of them. This one was pretty good.

My goal for this weekend is to finish up the two heart Mandala paintings and post them on Etsy. It’s a good goal.

YUCK. If you want your orange juice watered down with Stevia added, this is the drink for you!

Bra bought by Josh, for Christmas. Teal, lace, and Betsey Johnson? He knows me well.

Ta ta for now, blog-logs.