Hey. So it's been awhile since I wrote anything of significance. A blurb here, a quick comment there. It's not that I haven't had anything to say, it's more about the fact I haven't had a lot of down town to do so. And I certainly can't catch you up in one little post, so let me begin with yesterday.

What a day! It was Friday, which is grand anyway. It's the last day of the work week except I had taken the day off as I had a pre-op appointment scheduled with my doctor. So I got up and went off to the gym, to get in the elliptical machine, or the bike. Either one will do for now, but I miss my out and out run. I've been running, but with the foot issue, it's not the most comfortable of things I can do, so I've been trying to be good and stick with less pounding cardio.

Anyway, I go see him for the last visit before the surgery and he was much more relaxed than he was the prior appointment. Last time he had a resident he was mentoring. I don't think he likes doing that all that well.

Anyway, he is going to go in and get rid of the extra boney growth which is causing my discomfort. If all goes well, that's all he will do. There is a remote possibility he would do a joing replacement, but right now, he doesn't think so. Anyway, so the appointment is fine. He is good with the sinus doc, doing his thing too, while I'm under and so I left there, feeling somewhat comfident, but a little disheartened.

I mean I have been doing all of this exercise to ensure I don't have joint replacements in my arthritic future. And here I am, not 50 yet, and he's saying it's a possibility. I mean, I'm glad it's my toe and not a hip or a knee, but I just hoped it was not foreshadowing my future. Time will only tell.

Afterward, I went home and have been trying to decide, since January mind you, if indulging myself on refilling my favorite perfume was a bit to self-indulgent for someone in my financial state. But we were going out that night, and I wanted to feel like me with my wonderful scent of Happy Heart. I love that stuff!

Anyway, after updating Mom on the phone for a bit, I decided, I would spend the money and just use it for going out nights. As I was explaining to the girl at the cosmetic counter that buying that perfume for myself is more indulgent than I usually allow myself, I went back to the car.

I had a message waiting. It was from the girl at my gym. I had entered the Commit to Be Fit program. If you went to the gym at least 3 times a week you would be entered into a weekly and grand prize drawing. I had already one a weekly drawing for a Target $25 gift card. (and H had one a $15). Anyway! It seems I won the grand prize! A $1500 spa weekend getaway at a local resort.

Oh, my gosh! I was so...so....SO...SO excited. I never won anything like this before! I am still excited. Talk about an indulgent weekend, right? Although, I worked for that baby. They would post every's workouts on the board each week, I usually had 6 or 7 visits a week, one week only 5. But wow! Did that pay off or what?

So I went home and started getting ready for the night out. H and I were going out to see a show with my good friend, B. Seems like I never see him anymore and I've missed him. We were going out to Dekalb to see another good friend, K in a show. So I put on my sweater, leggings, boot and hat, reminiscent of the '60s, (and of course, put a little perfume on. Yeah! And off we went.

The show was fine. It was good to see K. He was Harold Hill. He was very good. And then we drove back. We stopped by a little bar I had only been at once and oh, my. That's a whole other story for another day. Anyway, all was good.

B drove us back to our car, which was parked at Target. We had met there to save him some driving time. Anyway, my car had been sitting there awhile and was very frosted over. So I turned it on and decided to let it warm up. I was feeling lazy and didn't want to scrape.

H noticed another car was driving around and I was like, okay, whatever. H said, is that a cop? And I said, I don't know whatever. Well, I decided I better just get out and scrape. So I open the car door and one of this big bright lights is shining on me. I was blinded. I couldn't see a darn thing. So I'm standing there with my hat on, my go-go type boots and my scraper and I hear someone yell, "GET BACK IN THE CAR, MA'AM!"

In my little voice, I said, "Oh, okay." and I got back in the car. When the cop approached she asked what we were doing and I explained and then I said, is that okay? Anyway, she let us go and all was well, but boy H and I laughed pretty hard on the way home.

So that was yesterday. Crazy, but terribly fun!