The day I have been dreading is here, well it will be in a few hours. It’s the day I have my nose scraped. Sounds bad I know. I don’t know how bad because it’s never happened to me before. I have skin cancer. I’m not looking forward to the ordeal but I have to do it. My fella has offered to go with me and hold my hand, I think I’ll take him up on it.
So am I vain? We will find out. Am I going to go out with a big red nose? IDK The Bible says vanity is worthless, I suspect it is true.