I think I suffer from a new disease.

Made beautiful music yesterday. The doctor hit all the right notes and was able to cut out all the bad stuff in the first go round.

In my youth it was lip gloss, mascara, blush and at certain times of the year my look was complimented by a sun kissed tan.

When I am nervous, especially around doctors of any sort, I tend to gab.

I am a warrior of sorts.