The Teeth

You know how I do car duty every day right?  Well there's a mom who talks to me every once in awhile.  She's usually late to pick up her 2 cute girls so I've gotten to know her better than most this year.  She has a lot of troubles it seems to me.  Her miniature van is so cruddy it doesn't even deserve the name of miniature van.  And her clothes are kind of a wreck.  And they've had to move several times this year.  I really could go on and on.
Well yesterday she came up to me and she had hardly any teeth left.  I wasn't sure what to say, so I said nothing.  Her teeth were in pretty horrid shape, so I wasn't super surprised to see them gone, ttytt.  After some chit chat about the girls, she said, "I got almost all my teeth pulled out today."  I kind of nodded and winced.  Then she told me that she had 3 more that needed to come out but she had to wait til January for the insurance to pay for those 3 to get yanked!

This girl is TOUGH STUFF!

Geezlouise, I thought, I've got to stop kvetching about stuff.  Case in point.
But if I totally stop, my blog will cease to exist, I thought next.
So there you have it.  We're neither here nor there.