Let me know when you're coming, Ebbie. I'll try to shoehorn you into the house and I'll water the soup a bit more. Bring the pupdog as well, we have a fenced back yard.

The surgery went okay. I wasn't unconscious or anything. He used a local anesthetic. I tried to talk him out of that, saying that I appreciated a good esthetic, but he injected me anyway and know I have no esthetic taste at all. He said that he got all the skin cancer out and that the edges and all were clear. However, I do have a hole in my cheek and I can suck a straw without opening my mouth at all (I can also sing that way and many people tell me that they like me singing with my mouth shut).