Nervous as a cat on a hot tin
roof this a.m. Nothing like an
early visit to the local dentist
to rather set my fears afire!!!
I remember getting a kick out
of going as a kid. Perfect teeth
and the gift of a piece of candy
afterwards. You may appreciate
the irony.
Still, I suppose being naughty
for 70 plus years with eats and
afters are finally taking their
toll.
My wish is to still be naughty
but not end up with dentures.
At my age, should be do-able!
I think if I survive the date with
the deadly doc, I may just take
my guy out for breakfast. Although,
it may be snowing pretty heavily
by then.
Methinks someone should take
this winter Colorado weather to
the dentist and see how likable
it is!
God help me . . . can't decide
which I hate more . . . winter
or the dentist . . . although, the
visit is an hour and winter lasts
more than a couple of months.
Easy pickin' . . .
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