When I last left you on the edge of your seat, I was about to see Super Dentist to get something done about the lack of a front tooth. Only I could lose a tooth by eating pizza. After my dentist looked at the gaping hole, he had good news and bad news.
The other day, my husband was out pumping the water off the pool cover so that we can get ready to open it for the season. “Ewwww, yuck,” he said with his face all squinched up. “The water on top of this pool cover is rancid.” “Come here and smell it.”