Well, my dentist appointment was a rousing success for my dentist. He got to give me a temporary crown for my broken tooth and he can now afford to buy a small island in the South Pacific. I hope he likes it there.
Meanwhile I'm cranky and I can't open my mouth very far so there goes one of my favorite activities...eating. [What were you thinking?]
I guess if I can't eat, I should drink. That should make the mountain of laundry I have to do seem less important.
Off to find some tiny umbrellas and pretend I'm on that island, sans dentist.