Filling Fixing
Oct 26th, 2009 by Bethany
This morning I’m having a broken filling replaced. I don’t remember ever being nervous about going to the dentist 
before, but I’m a little nervous this time. Something about “we’ll have to be really careful with this one” from my dentist on my last visit has stuck with me. So, wish me luck and pray for my dentist to do his job with skill.
I painted my nails last night with Maggie. She chose a color called Black Berry and I chose my new Queen of Everything (sterling gold color). We both feel pretty.
I need a haircut, which means I need to call Nancy. Nancy, if you read this, I need a hair cut!
Interrupted mid-post with a stinky diaper to change, I’ve lost my train of thought…
