Well, it is Monday, after all. You have to expect nasty.
My nasty started yesterday of course. Or even the night before that. Saturday night we had duck for dinner as you may recall. And I had Gravy* and Gorgeous Golden Crackly Skin.
And Sunday morning I was 12.37 pounds heavier than I’d been the day before and could barely
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********* Yes, I was rather hoping that in a blog full of readers this might look familiar. :)
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(*wince*) Unbelievable. If there were a tooth god or goddess, I'd say you did something to anger him/her but good. As it is, there's no one to blame....
I'd try to cheer you up, but you're probably in a foul mood and would reach across the Atlantic to strangle me if I did. At least this dentist isn't making you wait a week and a half and telling you to eat smoothies until then.
Maybe you can think of some productive way to spend the time in the chair. Listen to books on tape, plot your next book about an evil dentist, etc.
Judith
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I haven't a clue if this is true or not but it's a good story nonetheless!
Emily in NM
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*********** Don't know either of these (although know both writers, she adds hastily). Where find?
Will check out Wexler.
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But the Helprin I genuinely haven't read. Thanks!
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I'm going to have to try lunging! My boxer (we go with 'demonspawn' here...) loves to run, and after loping a good five miles next to my bike is still ready to do it all again. Last month we finally gave in and got a dog treadmill in sheer self-defense.
(Newly arrived blog-reader here, long time book-reader, delighted to have the chance to peek into your corner of cyberspace.)
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*********** LOL! I will have to remember that. One doesn't want to get stuck in a rut.
(Newly arrived blog-reader here, long time book-reader, delighted to have the chance to peek into your corner of cyberspace.)
************ Thank you!
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