This afternoon at work, I was being a bad girl and munching (or gnawing) on a bit-o-honey bar and (you see where this is going don't you?) I noticed that the candy has a hard center...that is because it was my crown...my $500 crown that I got a couple of years ago. So, now I guess I have to go to the dentist (groan) to have it replaced and I am sure with the price of everything else it will cost me $1,000 now. We have a terrible dental plan at work so I will be paying for most of it. It does not hurt...yet. I may wait until it hurts before I go since I have to be sedated to go to the dentist which is a major feat that requires a driver and someone who can manhandle me because I won't know what I am doing. Tom likes to do this because he plays with my mind while I am drugged. The last time I had this done mom took me and we stopped at the grocery store after the procedure and I bought some really strange stuff that no one in our house likes - and I didn't buy just one item of each, I bought several. Then, when I "came to" I couldn't believe that I bought this stuff until I saw my checking account activity and then cringed!
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