First of all please ignore our incredibly dead grass, as well as my bra strap - opps.
As I mentioned last week in my fears post, I am afraid of the dentist.
I even take pretty good care of my teeth, but they don't care and always have some sort of problem every time I go.
I should be too embarrassed to admit this but once I even had 8 cavaties at one time.
Well the dreaded time has come and I will be going to to the dentist on Friday.
Due to the sad fact that I think about it a lot, here is a list of
things I'd rather do than go to the dentist:
Pull the weeds in my parents' pasture in the middle of summer with mosquitos surronding me.
Go to the gynecologist multiple times.
Listen to Carol of the Bells on repeat all. day. long.
Listen to Carol of the Bells on repeat all. day. long.
Vacuum my stairs every day for two weeks.
Go to work on a Saturday.
Play chess for many hours.
Play chess for many hours.
Eat a jar of olives.
Watch 4 episodes of South Park.
Doubtful, but am hoping for a good report on Friday.
Watch 4 episodes of South Park.
Doubtful, but am hoping for a good report on Friday.
