Big People Have Little Humor and Little People Have No Humor at All.

I have a large lump behind my ear. Really it's humungous. Ginormous. Okay, it's the size of a skittle. I tried to convince K on Sunday that it was a cancerous growth on Sunday, and that I was in fact dying. To which she responded "did you know there are little people in the wall who talk to you?" Um, yes, I did. Where has she been?

KP (now KJ- the pretty, pretty bride) assured me it was really most likely a swollen gland. Who knew you had a gland there. It's not in the fleshy part, it's on my skull. Which I feel indicates that it is Something Serious. Even though KJ is a nurse.

Note: the first one to say hypochondriac loses a finger. Or I will put a lump on your head behind YOUR ear.