Thursday, August 17, 2006

Happy Dance

I went to the orthodontist today for a retainer check. As the assistant sat me down in the chair she told me that they were "dismissing" me. I won't ever have to go back. I'm perfect!

When the doctor came to do the final check he stood and shook his head for a moment. "I can't believe this is it for you. Your kids were babies when you started here. We've watched them grow-up."

I couldn't keep the grin off of my face. But It's actually a little sad too. It's the end of an era. A painful, aching era. But an era none the less.

To top it off, I got to trade my wooden nickel rewards for a gift certificate to dinner. I'm going to be partying it up at the Applebees this weekend. Let's hear it for good oral hygiene.

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