I have something to confess. It's nothing unusual really...I just thought I would share this with all my Blogger Friends (the 3 of you will get a kick out of this). I have a dentist appt. tomorrow at 8:30AM. I'm going in just for a cleaning, but I'm scared to go. I do like my dentist--His name is Mr. Hot Dentist--Very Handsome Man--HOT, HOT! I even like the Dentist Hygienist. I hate going. I completely stress myself out. I even cancel appointments and re-schedule for another month. It's only after I get enough courage, I finally keep my appointment. I always think Mr. Hot Dentist will tell me all my teeth need to come out..and I will have false teeth by the time I am 35. YIKES. My MawMaw had false teeth by the time she was 35. Each time I get a cleaning or dental work done, I always push my head into the dentist chair and grab on the arm rest of the chair with all my might. How far can my head actually go into the chair? It's quite funny really....I'm like a huge kid. I am just grateful the dentist understands. Pray for me---and all my crazy fears!
UPDATE: I went to the Dentist today for my cleaning....I did not cancel my appointment! Aren't you proud of me?!? I even made an appointment to get some work done in the beginning of November. I guess we will see if I cancel the November appointment or not.