Wednesday, December 12, 2012

all gussied up

My make-up is freshly applied.
My legs and underarms are clean-shaven.
I've spritzed a tiny spray of perfume, but nothing too heavy, a very light, lemony fragrance.
I've donned a nice, lightweight outfit and spiffed up my shoes.
I have butterflies in my tummy, after all, this only happens once a year.

Yes, I'm all gussied up and getting ready to head out the door.
Can you guess where I'm going?

That's right, it's my yearly pap smear.

1 comment:

Anita said...

Brave soul! Hope it goes well. Had a friend fall off the table in high school (think: scoot forward a little more) only to meet her new boyfriend's family that same evening...yep, the doctor's son. Remembering that story provides some relief while visiting the doctor!