Happy birthday Mozart - enjoy your day.
I've just got back from my fat-freezing session. Wow! It wasn't a bit how I expected....I'd expected pain, discomfort, bruising and got none of those. I can just feel all those stubborn little fat cells curling up and dying, just waiting to be flushed out over the next few weeks. She took some 'before' pictures (which look dire, but I'll be glad of them when it's time to do the 'after' pics) and said I had the perfect tummy for this. First time ever my jelly-like middle has been called perfect, I have to confess. But apparently, the squishier the fat, the easier it breaks down and hence the better the result.
It's a really odd sensation - first there's a gel-soaked cloth that goes on, and then the suction handles....they're a bit like an extended nozzle on a carpet cleaner, oblong, and they fit over the bit that's to be reduced. Then the suction is turned on and all the fat is sucked into the handles - it's amazing (and a bit horrifying) how much excess there is! - and the temperature goes down to -5. You don't actually feel anything other than a bit of tightness, a bit like you're wearing a snug elastic belt, certainly not an unpleasant feeling at all. You sit back, have a coffee, read a book and chill ( 
) for an hour while your flabby stuff is annihilated and then come home.
So now all I have to do is wait for it all to be flushed away....
Oh, and a massive morale boost this morning - saw an 11 on the scales for the first time - ok, it's 11.13, but you know, it's broken the 12 barrier. Made my day.