31 : not having cavities

There are two places I really, really dislike going: the gas station and the dentist. Obviously, one has a stronger dislike than the other.

But, today, I hit that wonderful six-month mark, which meant, yup, you guessed it: time to go to the dentist. It didn't make it better that as I was sitting there nervous, being scraped and polished, the woman in the next room kept saying "OUCH!" over and over. I'm just glad I left BEFORE he started on her root canal.

So, yes on National Tooth Ache Day (I won't even go there) I am very proud to say that I am cavity free...and that makes me very happy :) Oh, and not only did I get a toothbrush, I got loads of toothpaste samples.

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