Two Steps Forward, One Step Back
Yesterday was so wonderful I knew something had to go wrong. It did.
As I was stuffing my face with dinner last night, my tongue slipped into an empty space in my front tooth. Uh oh. I quickly swallow the crock pot pork and stuffing I was eating and repair to my bathroom mirror, fearing the worst. Uh huh. Yep. A filling was gone on the bottom of my left front tooth. Now I look like Alfred E. Neuman.
Here we go. In a few minutes I’ll call my dentist in Dover hoping to arrange an appointment as soon as possible to repair my front toothie.
I’m scheduled to work at the hotel tomorrow. I can’t be checking in the guests with my Hillbilly Grin.
