Oh, and this too --

I had four moles removed (what a Valentine's gift!) today. No freezing them off. Oh, no. I had to be poked with a dang needle - four times - to deaden them so she could cut them off. Not that I looked. No, like a kid my legs were wiggling and my fists were covering my eyeballs. But, I made it, thank God. Afterwards the doc says, "I'm proud of you." But she didnt' give me a sucker! Darn being grown up!