As many of you know, Tuesday is my least favorite of all the days of the week. Jilly went and looked up superstitions about Tuesdays for me, and now I need to abandon my Tuesday navy clothes and leap into pink and lilac instead. Honestly, I love to wear those colors and WHEN SPRING COMES ALL MY COLORS WILL BE AVAILABLE AGAIN and won’t that be nice? It’s challenging to be a Spring in the fall, when all of fashion is shaded and muted and muddy and all that does for me is make me look tired and ill, so I never look like fall. I look like spring visiting the fall. An Easter egg in the fall forest. It is what it is.
I wore navy blue today and it was a great big day for me, as I went to the dentist. Yes, yes, I know we all go to the dentist, but we don’t all have the same teeth, mental health, or experiences, which is why I usually take an ativan and am driven by some kind soul who takes pity on my whiny bitch ass — these last few years, my father-in-law. I always keep the x-ray vest on the whole time. It’s like a weighted blankie and I tuck my nervous hands in there and it makes me feel cozy. If it’s a long procedure, I’ll ask them for an actual blankie for over my vest. Totally serious (and I’m not the only one.)
Today I was very brave and I went to the dentist all by myself! No ativan, no Papaw AND IT WAS OKAY! That’s HUGE for me.
I was there about an hour and on my way back to work, I heard this song and I felt oh so OOOOOooOooOOOOOOOooooOOoooOoooOoooOooo
Oo Oo Oo Oooooooooo
If you know it, you know. If not, you should probably watch the first 50 seconds, then you’ll know.
“We love the all of you”
Even on a Tuesday. Jot.