Me: Wait... This tooth with the big filling has a cavity? (I give him a look like I know what's coming...because I do)
Him: Yeah... you'll need a crown.
I know at the Houston Livestock Show & Rodeo they give out Hard Luck Awards. The cowboy with the roughest ride/outcome wins airfare. I think I'm deserving. As I left I could only think of two things: 1) at least I have insurance and 2) at least I don't have poison ivy. So, one week from tomorrow I'll be back in Houston for a crown. And then hopefully before two weeks from that I'll be back for my permanent crown. (I mean two weeks from that is Thanksgiving...)
On that note, I had a dream I was covered in poison ivy. I realized I walked through it and was in the shower washing the oils off while on the phone with the doctor telling them to get a shot ready.
I bought bananas for banana bread. I think I'll make it today. The exterminator is coming, maybe I'll offer him a loaf. It makes several loaves so I guess if anyone else shows up at my door I'll offer them a loaf too. Oh, I bet that'll be wonderful with the homemade butter. This might just be a wonderful day ahead of me.
On the dog front, I was watching Maggie out the window yesterday. I'm pretty sure she was hunting snakes. She was on a scent and it was around what I'll call the "snake pit" (the mess of palm that was obviously planted with the idea that the buyer of this house would install a pool... don't count me out just yet). Luckily for me, there were no snakes found on the back porch.
It's almost 5:00. It's getting late. I guess I'll start laundry now.
