Most of the time, I'm really "up" on Fridays, for all the usual reasons: end of the working week, start of the weekend, dance party tonight, and so on. Today, however, I am dubbing "Yucky Friday," for several reasons...
First, the weather. My definition of miserable weather involves low temperatures, wind, and cold, bitter rain. All of the above have come together here in Northern Virginia since yesterday, and although the 10:00 weather forecast on TV last night said the rain had all moved on to the east, I can tell you that it's still knocking on the doors and windows, waiting to escort me up to the bus stop in another hour. Ugh.
Then, there's my involuntary Halloween mask.
Yesterday, I went in for some minor outpatient surgery to have a small spot removed from my face. The first doctor said she thought she'd gotten the entire thing when she did the biopsy, and just wanted the second doctor to take out a bit more to be sure.
Well...
I am now the proud owner of a Frankenstein-quality, 2.5-inch scar running along my hairline next to my left eye, which normally Paul-Newman-blue orb is gradually growing into a first-class shiner. And, as if I needed another downside to this, the location of the stitched-up incision and the thickness of the ugly surgical glue covering it make it impossible to wear my glasses for a few days. This will be okay for reading, but things at a distance (more than about two feet) are going to be pretty fuzzy.
I think I'll explain the black eye by telling everyone that Agnes hit me. They'll probably believe it. And if the scar and the swelling stay around long enough, I'll be able to save money on a Halloween mask this year.
You've gotta look at the bright side.
That's all for now...I need to spend some quality time sulking. Cartoon Saturday is just 24 hours away...be here.
Have a good day. More thoughts tomorrow.
Bilbo
8 comments:
Oh no! It does sound like a miserable Friday for you. Hope things pick up soon.
we have not seen the sun shine here in St. Louis all week long.
Are you sure you didn't get in a fight with Bernie Madoff?
To get a little bit more of what? Does this mean we will or will not see you tonight? If I couldn't see and the weather was crummy which it is, and if I had one, I'd want to stay home with my spouse.
I was in a charity golf tournament on Tuesday. It was 50 degrees and drizzled all day long broken up with periods of rain. All this is headed your way. You're just getting started.
Sounds like a tough day, but here's a thought. That scar can easily be disguised with a spider web tattoo!
Wear that shiner loud & proud! And as far as our yucky weather is concerned...thank the Good Lord that you're not the coordinator of Our Humble High School's Homecoming celebrations...which are taking place, in the rainy, drizzly, yucky, 40 degrees of NoVa, even as we speak!
Awww...I'll leave a kiss to make it better. Hope your weekend is better.
Bilbo:
Hope you're feeling better. The rain finally stopped, and your shiner will soon be gone.
Your shiner is a bit like Churchill's retort to a proper English lady, who chided him for being drunk at a party:
Sir Winston replied:
Lady, I may be drunk, but you are ugly. And tomorrow I'll be sober, but you'll still be ugly.
Tomorrow your shiner will be gone, and I'll still be:
Eminence Grise
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