I love my teeth... yah, that's a wierd way to start.
Well, I had to say that before I pointed out that I haven't been to the dentist since Zoe was born. Hey, kids born, and other things prevented it. ok, I know, not an excuse.
Every day johnny and I said we should set up an appt. to go get our teeth cleaned. Then the dentist started calling ME. see, he noticed I hadn't seen him in a while and he started checking up on me and I avoided talking to him. Finally, I answered the phone.
Isnt' that funny! It took my dentist Calling ME. God knew I needed this.
This person on the other side offered a free check up at my dentist... so I prepared... extra flossing and brushing. I got a babysitter, I was set.
Then I left my house... wait, where is the dentist, I couldn't remember.
I tried looking up the address and couldn't find it. I tried driving to where it was and the building was closed down... I was so confused.
I made my poor babysitter search my phone records for the # that called me... and then I called it.
It was my chiropractor trying to talk me into spending more money at him... not the dentist that had been calling me for weeks...
sooo, I'm an idiot and I didn't go to the dentist... well, there's always next year.
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