I have been SO excited about remodeling my kitchen. We've met with the designer who has drawn a preliminary plan. The guys are coming today to do the official measuring so that the designer can do the official drawings. I've picked out my cabinets. I've chosen my countertops. I've been looking at paint colors and fabric and thoroughly enjoying every single moment of it all. Then......
Last night #2 calls me and says "Mom? Can an adult get new molars? My jaw hurts so bad I can hardly stand it. It hurts like no other!"
Sounds like wisdom teeth to me. Here's the kick in the shins. The kid has no insurance. NO INSURANCE.
I wonder how he'll look in red toile?
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