Dentist day was today... I took the day off from the kids and went to see what the good old Doc could do to repair my broken off tooth. I told him I would not be getting braces so he had free reign... within reason of course. He said his suggestion to me would be permanent crowns on my front teeth. Its probably a good thing I didn't read up on what this entails when I went in. The smell was awful.... as he ground away my lovely (well not lovely but mostly mine) front teeth. Halfway through the procedure... I excused myself to the little girls room. The Dental assistant said "don't look in the mirror" it might freak you out." To me that was like telling a child not to look at Santa Clause.... It was temptation... I looked... and I will be permanently scarred for life... I'm talking nightmares for the rest of my life. She was not joking. Anyhow he finished up and I have a brand new temporary pair of front teeth, and in December I will have permanent new front teeth. One's that look real.. Ones that aren't cracky, crooked, or a different color from my other front teeth. I'm very excited. I'm kind of glad that crap fell off the other day because it forced me to do something for myself that I may have not done before.