It's That Time Again.

If you've been here for awhile, you know that I hate the dentist.

Well, fear AND hate.

Which may cause me to do things like ignore tooth pain, due to my stellar plan of avoiding things that I don't want to deal with.

So, I've gone just a tiny bit longer than the recommended six months between appointments.

How long, you ask?  Well, let's just say that last time I went to the dentist, I didn't actually have a baby yet.  So.....yeah.

(I mean, I'm not totally nasty.  I brush.  And floss.  Sometimes.)

(But let's be real, flossing is hard to remember.  And doesn't a good listerine-ing take it's place?)

(No?)

Oh.

Wish me luck, people.