yesterday, i woke up scared and cranky. i had a dentist appointment and dentists scare me... the way some people are scared of spiders and snakes. to make matters worse, my teeth, like the rest of me, appear to have become inordinately sensitive.
the gray weather perfectly matched my mood, as did the dog poop i had to clean up first thing - fortunately in the laundry room, this time, on the tile.
but i am happy to say, the day improved steadily from there - the dentist was a kind, gentle man who insisted i call him dave, his assistant took the time to deaden my gums with some sort of topical anesthetic. i wasn't too sore afterward, and i was able to reward myself at mickey d's.
libby had a half day, so i picked her up at school. we went shopping for birthday presents for respective friends, and i was able to further reward myself with a new vera bradley bag.
the day ended well with a brutal workout, a concert at libby's school, and a hot salt bath. today laura and i are driving down to Forest Folk Festival in oxford... to read tarot cards, give a workshop or two, and hang out with kindred spirits. if the rain holds off, that is.
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.