Another One Bites The Dust

I have to have a tooth pulled today … the same tooth that I was supposed to have a root canal done on last January but they hit some kind of a brick wall.

On the plus side I get a day off of work, I can buy a milk shake for lunch, and my toothaches will stop. On the not plus side I’m having a tooth pulled. I have what my friend Pat calls Hillbilly Teeth. She has them too and so does my brother. It’s one of those genetic things I guess. But it doesn’t make it any less frustrating. Oh well, it certainly could be worse.

Like my friend Lisa who has to have her lumpectomy done all over again because the “bead” moved. Remind me that if I ever have to have this done I will hold my breasts very still and insist on a wheelchair instead of walking to surgery. In fact I think I’ll hire someone to hold my breast still — I’m thinking Keifer Sutherland might be available.

This morning at 3:30 a.m. Freckles jumped off the bed and looked at the door. I thought “oh no, no, no” and put her back on the bed. She jumped off again and I thought “oh yes, yes, yes” and got up and semi dressed and took her out. Well she really did have to go. While we were standing out there down the street come two people with hoodies on and I’m thinking “oh no, no, no I’m dead.” And they kept coming towards us and I got to tell you I was scared. When they got to us it was two really nice kids who shouldn’t be out at 3:30 in the morning and they loved Freckles. But it was still pretty scary. And by the way, there were 8 apartments in the Senior Citizen high rise that had lights on. What are all these people doing up at 3:30 in the morning.

Well I’m off to the extractory factory. I’m thinking a strawberry shake will make me feel better.