Santa gave me an early gift last night in the form of another windstorm. So SADLY my dental office who I stupidly arranged with months ago to have an appointment during the week before Christmas, SADLY lost power. Woohooo! I am not a fan of the dentist.
A while back, my hottie dentist redid a crown that my old butcher (ahem) dentist in the Bay Area royally screwed up. Anyway, he did it with 1/2 the pain and 1/10 the time the other dentist took. Anyway, the office said this $900 treatment would be covered. I find out a few months later that it wasn't because the old crown was too new, albeit defective. I bitch to my new dentist. They say, I love this part, "you're right." Just gotta love those words. So my hottie dentist comp-ed me a $900 procedure. Gratis. FREE.
WHOA BETSY! Just thought of something! Hold the phone. My dentist is like a spa treatment (which I never do because that would be spending money on me--too cheap!) Why am I happy that I just lost a good TWO hours to read magazines without guilt, get a massage, get my smile brightened, look at my eye-candy dentist, and watch TV? SHIT! That is probably why I scheduled this appointment during the holiday week. This is the Mommy spa treatment for people like me who are too cheap to spend money on a spa treatment.