September 25, 2007

Haircuts and Drive by Shootings

Tomorrow is my drive by shooting. (I call it that as he said this entire procedure takes 20 minutes.) 10:30. I知 going to time this guy, just for grins. I want to know if it really takes 20 minutes. I知 not going to tell him I知 timing though. I don稚 want him to rush it. I mean, he is about to punch a hole in my breast. He needs to take his time.

When we made the appointment I said to my husband, 選 think I have something planned for that day I値l cancel it, but I can稚 remember whereas he replied with the husbandly shrug and a 撤hht, don稚 ask me I come and go. If I had to wear an ankle monitor he壇 still not be able to keep up with my comings and goings.

I got in the car and called VW saying, 選 have it done on Wednesday at 10:30 but I think I have something that day to which she replied, 展ell, it痴 not with me!

I got home and saw on my calendar, 滴eather. 9:00 and thought, 展ho in the hell is Heather? And then it hit me. Heather. I知 getting 4 inches cut off my hair at 9 and then going for my drive by shooting at 10:30.

Sounds like a fun day, huh? I知 really excited about the hair cut the drive by shooting is blog fodder. No pictures. Heh. I told my husband, "We should take a picture of my right breast so we can remember what it looked like before the imminent puncture wound.

He looked at me, stoically, then shook his head. It was the 層hat am I going to do with you expression. It usually comes right after a *blink*. Heh.

Posted by Boudicca at September 25, 2007 08:32 PM | TrackBack

*tsk* *tsk*

One must always have their groodies punctured in style. You'll be the best looking woman in Mammo-World.

Posted by: Erica at September 25, 2007 09:48 PM

Always get the hair done first. *grin* You can then be very elegant while they punch holes in you. Who knows... you may even be able to "languish" very nicely.

Posted by: Teresa at September 25, 2007 10:38 PM

LMAO!! Where is this appt? I want to bring my camera! ;-)

Posted by: vw bug at September 26, 2007 05:28 AM

Erica and Teresa- Oh yeah, I'll be stylin'. I'm going to do this in frickin' style... even if it wasn't actually planned that way. Heh!

VW- N. Olive. ;-) The road perpendicular to Good Sam. So is this still considered porn if I post a picture of my breast due to a biopsy? Heh. You know what I keep picturing? You know those little squishy juice boxes you have to jam a straw in? That's what I'm picturing this to look like... my breast is going to look like a squishy juice box with a straw poking out. Nice.

He needs to get this right the first time though. I don't want more than one straw hole.

Posted by: Bou at September 26, 2007 06:35 AM

It's 9:46a; I hope you like your new haircut. :)

As for pictures of the punch site... if you do that I'll have to start posting photos of my skin cancer. Others will try to one-up us with shots of implants. It could get nasty. ;)

Posted by: pam at September 26, 2007 08:46 AM

I'll be thinking happy thoughts at you.

Posted by: wRitErsbLock at September 26, 2007 08:47 AM

Pam- My hair looks cute. I have to say I kinda hate cute. Cute is for puppies and VWBugs. I'm 42. I don't belong looking cute. Kinda like the Pixie cut when I was 4. But not. But I do like it, in a 'I have shorter more fuctional hair' kind of way. Honestly, the hair fits the frickin' car I drive... asexual mom-mobile. Blech. Heh.

OH.. geez, and I have to say, all the girls I've known who've gotten implants have shown EVERYONE and even let people touch. NO. No pix. They will trump my snow flake bandage and your skin cancer. It will get ugly and we'll lose. ;-)

Writersblock-= Piece of cake. I swear to you and you know I'd never lie to you. Complete non-event. Easier than getting a filling.

Posted by: Bou at September 26, 2007 01:09 PM

Anticipation is usually the worst part, if your imagination is as hyper as mine. Congrats on a productive morning! I'm still trying to wake up ... How soon for results? Hoping for good news!

Posted by: Peggy U at September 26, 2007 04:47 PM

What doesn't kill us, will make us stronger, we hope. They took a scoop out of mine. Hurt like hell for days on end. Thinking of you.

Posted by: nickel1942 at September 26, 2007 06:11 PM