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Thoughts Running Through My Head As I Left the Dentist's Office Yesterday

I am grateful...
for my dentist and the way he smiles after he's done working inside my mouth and how that simple smile tells me, "see, it really wasn't as bad as you thought it would be"
I am grateful...
for my husband and the way he makes inappropriate gestures with canned goods in the grocery store and how I spontaneously burst into giggles for the rest of the shopping trip
I am grateful...
for my friend and the way she left for me a phone message and how that message reminded me that I'm not the only person in the world who thinks the story of Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes meeting was romantic
I am grateful...
for my new school and the way the staff has welcomed me and how much it reminds me of another school where I worked and felt loved and accepted and appreciated
I am grateful...
for OPI "You Otta Wear Purple" and the way it shines on my toes and how it makes me feel like a million bucks even when I wear plastic Wal-Mart flip flops
I am grateful...
for my hair color concoction and the way it looks completely natural on me and how I finally found the perfect red for me

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Christy said…
There's nothing like the perfect red :)

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