The 35 year old bridge that's resided in my mouth, for all those years, decided to break free. So, my birthday week has been spent at the dentist's office learning my (off the charts expensive) options. I literally haven't paid as much for some of my cars.
It was wildly overwhelming. Stephen, of course, is not in town for my birthday. So it's been a whoa is me few days.
Thankful for Jeanette and Lisa who played taxi yesterday, and I convince myself that even though I now hate birthdays, I'm blessed by the world's greatest friends.
Then, while scrolling my daily fb scroll, I get this. And, I'm reminded of all the reasons my birthdays were also the best.
But, I still don't like the dentist. :)