I had such a nice weekend! Getting those chairs stained really gave me a sense of accomplishment. I checked on them this morning and the wood is exactly the color we wanted. Hooray! This afternoon I am visiting the dentist once again. After filling that molar the other week, he said to me, “You really need to come back and see me again!” I hate to think of what he is going to do. The time before last, I remember my teeth hurting for days from all the scraping and poking and prodding.

One of the girls who graduated with me from Rosemont is now a Gynecologist. You couldn’t pay me enough money to do that job. Same goes with dentistry. Last week as he drilled, spittle and chunks of teeth flew from my mouth hitting him in the face and staining his glasses. It was my spit and tooth bits and I was DISGUSTED! Yuck!