had you been a fly on my wall earlier today, you might have seen me let out a shriek of delight before high-fiving mgfwb. you probably would have asked yourself "what could possibly be making her so happy?"
so i'll tell you.
it wasn't that i won the lottery, or that the woman at work with the sticky-sweet veil over her overt bitchiness (i'm told the term for this is "grin-f%#$-ing") suffered some kind of public humiliation, or that i heard from msfg (i did, actually, but that's another story).
nope.
what caused my unfettered euphoria was that i finally managed to make an appointment with the dentist. not only that, but my appointment is tomorrow.
i'm so excited to be getting my teeth cleaned (in spite of the numerous obstacles put up by my dental insurance provider) that i don't even care that i'm such a dork.
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2 comments:
Being a dork is having filthy teeth. How suave you'll be tomorrow. MSFG will drop his pants at the site of your smile.
i was so excited about finally getting to go to the dentist that i forgot about why it was that i was so desperate to go there in the first place. two words, my friends: giant cavity. and believe me, my young dentist was definitely throwing around words like "root canal." it seems that i have narrowly averted this dreaded fate, at least for the time being, and will get to flashy my pearly whites at msfg without feeling like a phoney... that is, of course, if we can ever manage to find a time to get a coffee...
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