Clean Teeth + Steak + French Music = Happy Ebes
I was pretty angry this morning for some pretty arbitrary reasons. And I did a little sewing and found out that I cut the material a little too small. I'm hoping to be able to salvage it by taking out the stitches and sewing closer to the edge. If it still doesn't fit me (and if it turns out alright -- its a shirt) I'll see if it fits my sister or someone else with much smaller breasts than mine. TMI? Anyway, I was still angry even though I was in "Creation Mode".
Then I went to the dentist.
I love the dentist. Helps he's real cute for a nearly middle aged man. Helps that I love my hygienist. I wish she were one of my girlfriends and I could go out for drinks with her -- apparently her sister is my age, that might have something to do with the weird sisterly bond we have. She's real nice, fun, wicked down to earth, we just chat then she cleans my teeth (if you didn't know this about me before, know it now: I love clean teeth -- you'd think I'd floss more...). I just love having my teeth cleaned. I love the dentists' chair. That thing is so comfortable. If you ever hear of a dentist office being remodeled and they're getting rid of a perfectly good chair, let me know. I'd love to have one. I'd nap in it.
All that aside, I had a real good time at the dentist. I love going there. I love those people. My teeth are now clean; I got Ma to take me to the market to get meat for dinner tonight. I'm going to cook up some pan-fry steaks, cook carrots, peas if we have any, or green beans, OOOOoooo there's BROCCOLI. I'm doing that! Probably something else like rice or pasta or potatoes.
AND the CD I ordered two and a half weeks ago (from France) arrived today. I love it. She's so cute: Little. You should check her out. She's this Asian-French folk-type pop singer.
Clean Teeth + Steak + French Music = Happy Ebes
Then I went to the dentist.
I love the dentist. Helps he's real cute for a nearly middle aged man. Helps that I love my hygienist. I wish she were one of my girlfriends and I could go out for drinks with her -- apparently her sister is my age, that might have something to do with the weird sisterly bond we have. She's real nice, fun, wicked down to earth, we just chat then she cleans my teeth (if you didn't know this about me before, know it now: I love clean teeth -- you'd think I'd floss more...). I just love having my teeth cleaned. I love the dentists' chair. That thing is so comfortable. If you ever hear of a dentist office being remodeled and they're getting rid of a perfectly good chair, let me know. I'd love to have one. I'd nap in it.
All that aside, I had a real good time at the dentist. I love going there. I love those people. My teeth are now clean; I got Ma to take me to the market to get meat for dinner tonight. I'm going to cook up some pan-fry steaks, cook carrots, peas if we have any, or green beans, OOOOoooo there's BROCCOLI. I'm doing that! Probably something else like rice or pasta or potatoes.
AND the CD I ordered two and a half weeks ago (from France) arrived today. I love it. She's so cute: Little. You should check her out. She's this Asian-French folk-type pop singer.
Clean Teeth + Steak + French Music = Happy Ebes