Monday, November 2, 2015

At Least We're Not...

My husband just CRACKS me up sometimes!

We both have dental check-ups in the next week or two and his is first. He was complaining at dinner about all the horrible-ness for him, "I just don't like having every single tooth JOLTED and SCRAPED!"

I on the other hand LOVE my cleanings and feel so, so happy afterward. Encouragingly, I said, "Try to be grateful, Honey, that we have access to dental care."

Grumbling, he muttered, "I know. At least we're not British."

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