And then you take your wife to the dentist, hang out for two hours and get two referrals and four prescriptions but no work done. Awesome!
Here she is listening to my iPod and playing with the dental tools. Notice we have our own room? If you've met her, you might understand why.
Anywho. For the next month or so, SweetPea and I will be making friends with dental specialists around town. Have I mentioned how much I hate dentists? And my dental insurance?
I'd rather have Girl's Night Out with Sarah Palin.