It’s not every birthday that I’m as excited about losing something as I am getting something, but today is one of those birthdays. I saw the dermatologist today to get the mole on my face looked at after I noticed last month that it had grown a bit. Dr. Burton took a close look at it, declared it safe, and then promptly zapped it right off my face with a hand-held freeze bottle. For fifteen years this Alaska-shaped spot has taken over my temple and a five-minute dermatologist appointment has put an end to it.

It will take about 10 days for the scab to fall off my face, but after that I should be spot-free. Woohoo!