Debbie It's a test of patience, that's for sure. I remember my Dad worrying about his teeth. I was thinking to myself "you're 82 years old.....why now??" but I just bit my tongue and took him to the dentist. Nevermind the fact that he could hardly walk at the time and had a terrible time even getting situated in the dental exam chair. After all that it was determined that his teeth were fine.....and the dentist recommended whitening!! Are ya kiddin' me??? I nearly fell over when it seemed like my Dad was considering it! Finally he came to his senses and told the dentist "I'm 82 years old. I'm just glad I still have my teeth.....whatever color they are".

It's a drizzly, dreary day here today but the sun is supposed to peek out a little before the next round of rain gets here on Sunday. Maybe it's because the bright sunlight hurts my eyes so badly.....but I just love cloudy, rainy days. Always have.

Well, I hear the garbage truck out in the cul de sac and once again we've forgotten to roll the can out to the road. No way am I going to try and get it out there now. Can't you just see me huffing it up the driveway in my kitty pj's with that big trash can??

Ya'll have a good day and stay warm and dry.