Okay, I see that I have been M.I.A for a few weeks. I've been busy trying to keep up with all the lawn work and . . . being very tired. This chemo and the shots for boosting the low white blood cell count is exhausting, I have been using my head, and resting each and every time I feel pooped. I am not going to endanger my progress, since I only have four more chemos. Then surgery. Then . . . VOILA!
I have noticed that something weird happens when I'm doing all my mowing. I wear the same slip-on work shoes each time. Therefore, the tops of my feet are getting quite suntanned. Well, at least half of my feet are brown. The other half are pure white where the shoes cover me. I really look funky when I'm barefoot. No biggie. I have to wear sturdy shoes when I walk, with my ouchy leg problem still happening, so there will not be any flipflops or sandals this summer. I do miss wearing my sparkly flipflops that I bought in Vegas. Crap!
I have a bit of sad news. Last week, we got heavy rains and winds. Our neighbors that live down the hill, had some massive tree limbs fall and it smashed their roof and pretty much demolished their home.
Went to Wally World yesterday to buy yet another eyebrow pencil. I have experimented with several different kinds, but most of them are not working. You see, I have to use blond colored pencils and that color is hard to find. If I use brownish, it still comes out looing too dark. Yes, I am at that stage where I have to pencil in facial features now. I still have a dozen or so brow hairs over each eye, and I am down to six or seven eyelashes per eye. I have definitely become a "blank slate". I noticed a few days ago that I must have been in too much of a hurry when I drew on eyebrows. Later, when I looked in a mirror, it surprised me that I looked so, well . . . surprised! There was a titch too much arch and I looked like I was terribly startled!
I had to drop in at Jeffrey Scott's Salon (commercial plug here) to get some more wig shampoo. I also picked up another wig. This one is really short, but very comfortable. I think I'll name this one "Baby" cause she's so little.
And here's the explanation for today's post's title. Last night, I was watching TV when Hubby rushed into the living room. "THERE'S MUSKRATS ON THE STOVE!" What???? My first thought that there were muskrats on the grill outside the house. Then it dawned on me. I had been washing my "hair" and had set them on the cold stovetop to finish drying. ha ha, very funny, Hubby.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL AND GOD BLESS OUR COUNTRY. . . PLEASE!