There are bloggers out there who, upon having a medical Thing going on, will offer their readers full disclosure. They don't hold back when discussing the intricate workings and malfunctionings of their bodies, and as a result they grow to be loved in the blogosphere and people send them free Starbucks gift cards just for being that awesome.
Luckily for all of us, I don't aspire to that level of greatness and I don't mind buying my own coffee. So I had a Little Medical Thing going on, and yesterday I had a Little Surgical Procedure, and now I'm on my way to being back to normal except for a Little Incision that needs a few days to get happy. There are pretty much only two downsides to this that are going to effect me more than the soreness - 1) my insurance sucks and my deductible could buy a reasonably decent but older used car outright and 2) the post-op medication is requiring me to stay out of the sun, and even to exercise caution in the car. Seeing as my plan was to be at Crown List this weekend being involved in Jeanie's elevation ceremony - NOT HAPPY. As for the deductible- well, that's what I have savings for. It's not where I'd have liked to have spent it but it isn't going to "hurt" me as long as I don't end up in the market for a car anytime soon... which is not something I was planning on anyway.
This weekend, instead of being there, I'm going to stay home and try to hole up and do something artistic. I'm not sure what- it may just be framing some photos that I've been neglecting, but I figure if I've gained a free weekend I should do something with it, and I'm not going to be doing yard work, obviously.
So, other than that....
I had a phone call from a local rapper who needed help pronouncing my derby name as it kind of sounded like "Angus Muffin" in the first cut of his track. It just so turns out that when speaking, said rapper has the voice of Ton Loc and even uses the phrase "Let's Do It" which turned me into a squealing schoolgirl. A few hours later I'd seen to it that my Ton Loc voice-alike had called Sabine, who agrees that should rapping ever not pan out, this guy could make MILLIONS by selling recordings of himself reading just about anything to 30-something women.
And yes. My derby league now has our very own rap song that I don't even think anybody really solicited. We've gotten some neato-cool free things, don't get me wrong, but that may be on the top of the list- and apparently, a music video is to follow.
Other than all that? I'm getting excited about next weekend. I should be all healed up (and non-vampiric) in a few days, and having all of my people in town for the next bout is making me very happy. It's nice to have things to look forward to and in that department I'm quite blessed, if not a little impatient.
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