Not going to lie, I was a little disappointed that yesterday I didn't even get one follower... until I was informed that I didn't even have a follower button! Who knew? I googled how to get one of those (gotta love Google) so feel free to follow if you like my blog! I'd much appreciate it!
So if you read my post from yesterday, you might remember a small blurb about how how I hate going to the dentist. I wasn't kidding. Guess where I just got back from?! If you said "the Dentist's", BINGO! Now, I wonder how many of you are like me and despise going to the dentist, because I do know people - believe it or not - that smell that distinct rubbery, clean smell and go "Mmm, smells like a dentist's office!" (The same smell that in me triggers a gag reflex). My mother, for instance, loves going to the dentist. She has exclaimed on more that one occasion that if she had enough money, she would hire a dentist to clean her teeth every day, instead of actually brushing them herself. Why you would willing subject yourself to having your gums painfully poked and prodded, your own saliva splashed on your face, and someone else's hands shoved in your mouth along with about a million tubes, I have no idea. It's just awkward. What do you do with your tongue? When are you allowed to swallow? And why on earth would you try to talk to me while your shoving sharp metal objects in my mouth? "How's your reading week going, hun?" "Arghailkjgahfd."
Feel free to comment your thoughts on going to the dentist below! I'd love to hear from you guys :)