Polly goes under the knife again!

This coming Friday I'll be going back to the operating room where I had my double mastectomy. Only this time when I wake up, I will have a new set of boobs! Yes, it is finally time to get these hard, uncomfortable tissue expanders out and replace them with a set of softer, perky but pliable saline implants. It just so happens that this Friday is also Mr. Pincushion's birthday. So his birthday present will be my new "ta-ta's!" Sorry, honey, they won't be double D's. In fact, I'm not sure what size they'll be. It depends upon how much room the surgeon has to work with when he opens me up. Kind of unnerving! I just hope they're nice looking.

I'm a little anxious about this procedure. Complications are fairly common with women who have radiated skin. And some of these complications can develop as much as six months later. I've heard first hand accounts of skin and incisions that didn't heal properly, and infections causing the implants to fail. Ugh.

I know I shouldn't worry about things that might happen; everyone's experience is different! All I can do is hope and pray for the best. If you're so inclined please send a prayer my way on August 3rd!

A wonderful week in lovely Maine

I recently returned from 10 days in Maine which is the perfect place to get away from the relentless heat in Austin. I had a wonderful time eating way too much, sailing, and spending time with my family in a spectacular setting that I've been going to since I was a little girl. This summer's visit was particulary special because my little cousin got married. It was the most beautiful and fun wedding that I've ever been to, besides my own of course. The wedding was like something out of "Country Living" magazine, with a divine setting (rustic red barn on a lush field with ocean views), perfect weather, great steel drum band, lots of dancing and professional grade fireworks! My cousin, all grown up, looked absolutely gorgeous in her mermaid shaped lace wedding dress and daisies in her hair. What a fabulous affair! To my Uncle and Aunt - Bravo. One down, two more to go!

Dusk at the wedding.

The barn where the wedding party made their entrance from.

Mr. Pincushion playing guitar for the ceremony.