This morning Olive had a dentist appointment. I really hate dentists, as I may have mentioned, and sitting in the waiting room for that long, hearing the sound of sucking and drilling, made me very antsy. I kept expecting the door to fly open and dentists to come in and drag me to a chair. We were only there an hour and afterward went across the street to the mall, where Olive wanted to get a new top and white pants. Those poor sales people. Once we made it home I immediately took a long, much needed nap. I think the current events of my life are giving me an ulcer. Oh goody.
(The word blurbage comes to you today from Jessica Allen. Thanks to her for letting me steal it.)
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