Every day I get another reminder I'm getting old. Today I asked my mother for dentistry and socks for chirstmas, and meant it. I need a professional, and if I go to her (and my old) dentist, she'll pay. Merry Christmas (and Happy Birthday, she's paying for what they find during the exam <3). And the cats think my socks are trophies for some reason, and leave them, full of new tooth holes, by my bed during the night. So I need them.
In the diabetes department, I got cake, AND a tin of cookies today. Go the holidays :)
