I got away for a run at lunchtime yesterday with Serge. I made him talk the entire way in an attempt to try and keep pace with him. Didn't work. He killed me. But so happy I went for the run. I need to go twice a week to actually make it easier.
A giant iced latte. Pre nose scab. :-) |
I left work a tad early to go to see Falko the skin specialist as a referral from the GP. Remember the infamous felt pen and pencil appointment a few weeks back? Yeah - that follow up.
Took the cable car up. I feel like such a tourist jumping on that. And the day was stunning - Wellington at its finest.
Tourist! |
Specialist decided to take off the lesion thingy and send it away for testing. I wandered home after that, looking like a member of Flight Club.
First rule of Fight Club: don't talk about Fight Club.
Hahahah.
Selfie mode to show off my plaster |
But the funny thing was, I left my phone on selfie mode, and this morning it surprised Andrew. Yes!
Hah! Selfie mode caught out Andrew! |
Cheers, Andrew. No plaster - but a scabby nose. |
Left my cufflinks at home. Rolled up sleeve look today |
And... I have no cufflinks today. I look like I mean business with my cuffs rolled up. Well, actually, I have just left my jacket on. Hahahah. Hiding purple shirt Thursday is not ideal.
Have a great day!
Love,
Angela
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