Apparently, it was a good idea to go the dermatologist...

 

Now, to add to my laundry list of maladies, I have rosacea all over my face and possibly in both eyes! https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/rosacea/symptoms-causes/syc-20353815  https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/ocular-rosacea/symptoms-causes/syc-203757 I will be contacting my eye doctor on Monday to see if I can get an appointment. 

I was put on a very low dose of doxycycline by the nurse practitioner at the dermatologist's office, only 50mg. for one a day for thirty days. And that is to go along with the topical medication that I had been given previously for mask acne. Apparently, they present very similarly. 

For me, a person who has had stomach surgery, and history of GERD, and on several gastroenterologist doctors prescribed medication thus the reasoning for the very, very low dose of the doxycycline.

Moving on...

 I had ordered two items that arrived yesterday, that were six pairs of gardening gloves, which with after all this hand surgery I want to be very careful and not get hurt or touch anything that could cause a problem such as contact dermatitus. Why six pairs of gloves, one might ask? Well, they were around twelve bucks for all of them, that's only a dollar a glove, so cost effective. This way if they get dirty I can wash them and I will have another pair to use while they are drying, and if they should rip for any reason, I will have a back-up pair for replacement!

Cute, huh?

The items on the other side of my display are a kit to grow your own coffee beans! 

The news had an item on just the other night about how with global warming the coffee beans' crops were diminishing and so I thought what the heck, I would try growing my own! Who can live without their morning coffee, really???

Moving on again...

Get your hotkeys here!

A night of fun turned into another tragedy!

https://www.yahoo.com/entertainment/officials-8-dead-many-injured-071227313.html

Good news for Pres. Joe and the rest of the Dems

https://www.yahoo.com/news/dems-end-deadlock-house-hands-052210642.html

One of the Kings of misinformation!!!

https://news.yahoo.com/voice-people-politics-over-academic-140938578.html?fr=sycsrp_catchall

And so we must go for now.

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made, I will comply anyway for the fun of it, so I will say, good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl who had been looking at me in the crate at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named? Mom apparently asked her age but not her name...ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way, so my Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though, some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. And here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. 
Below is my new PIC, which had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, on his brother's birthday.

3 months................................................ 3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties... We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!
Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living-room window, so I hung out there... 

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance! The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening?  

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!