{"id":1242,"date":"2008-04-28T13:08:51","date_gmt":"2008-04-28T18:08:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/wordpress\/?p=1242"},"modified":"2008-04-28T13:08:51","modified_gmt":"2008-04-28T18:08:51","slug":"moley-moley-moley-mole","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/2008\/04\/28\/moley-moley-moley-mole\/","title":{"rendered":"Moley moley moley mole"},"content":{"rendered":"

I bet you don’t remember avablog post# 443<\/a>, do you? I forgive you. I guess.
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\nIt was all about me having some moles removed. It was my first time undergoing this particular procedure, and it involved a fair amount of me being a fair amount a naked in close proximity to a doctor who was a fair amount of attractive. What with the move and all last summer, I missed my scheduled mole re-check following the removals.<\/p>\n

At Leah’s urging, we made another appointment this month for the re-check. I wasn’t thrilled about it, but at least I was used to having this comely doctor poke and prod me while I sat there in my underwear.<\/p>\n

Except that there was a different doctor on duty today. Another woman. And she made my “old” doctor look like something out of a horror movie (well, OK, not really; but almost!). Where do they get <\/em>these dermatologists, anyway? She gave me a thorough going over and then announced that she wanted me to have five more moles removed in June. Five<\/em>! What’re you gonna do? I dutifully made my removal appointment and then hit the bricks. Now I only have about six weeks to turn this winter flab on my midsection into something on which Ma Ingalls could scrub Pa’s filthy work shirts. If only there were a way to get ripped abs in six weeks….<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I bet you don’t remember avablog post# 443, do you? I forgive you. I guess.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1242","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p9oLlO-k2","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1242","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1242"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1242\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1242"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1242"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nicheplayer.net\/avablog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1242"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}