It seems like it may be time for me to visit the plastic surgeon again. I made an appointment for Tuesday morning. I hate to do it, but I can't live like this anymore. No, I'm not getting the breast implants that S wants me to get! Although the last time I had to go see the plastic surgeon, about 8 years ago, I was amused lying there on the table, reading the daily surgery schedule that was posted on the wall: breast aug, breast aug, breast aug, me, breast aug, etc. The other day the baby said she wants to be a doctor when she grows up. If it indeed happens, I'm pushing her towards the lucrative practice of plastic surgery!!!
We are ready for Monday and S's first day of school. I think Mudflap and I are even more excited than he is! S got all his documents in order and his medical/psych exams in, and I gave him the $300 for his first day's down payment on the tuition. We know which route we'll take to get downtown. Today I told him to go buy some good running shoes b/c I want his feet to be as healthy as possible. I still remember with great misery the tendinitis of the feet that I suffered for an entire month when I was in the academy. However, that was really just b/c I started running 6 days a week when I had never, ever run before in my entire life! I remember sitting on the grass, crying, while my classmates went off on their run without me. I felt like such a failure! Of course, later on I became the running goddess, even doing a 10-minute mile a few times, heh heh...
Tomorrow I'm back here at Job #1 for a rare Saturday at work. S and the baby will go see the Alvin and the Chipmunks movie that I have zero interest in seeing! It just looks like they've ruined the classic Chipmunks that I loved from my childhood.
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