Can't help but wonder
'bout me sometimes . . .
Today is Imbolc, halfway
'twixt and 'tween Winter
and Spring. So of course,
a dental appointment at
o' dark thirty; make that
7:00 a.m.
Stumbling through the ice
and snow, we make it to
the car and on to the dentist.
Going on in, the gal says
to me, "Good morning,
Linda-Dale; what are you
doing here all bright and
early?"
Turns out, I didn't have an
appointment. My guy was
fab about it, but man!
Grrrrrrrrr ~!@#$%^&*()_+
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