First comes love, second comes mortgage...er, marriage?
Anyway. So the deathmobile's water pump's definitely gotta wait, due to an unexpected and grueling dental incident that was taken care of yesterday. I drove home on a floating cloud of gas and lortab, and it's a wonder I'm still around to talk about it. At least /now/, I'll never have another dental problem ever, since this was the last root canal that needed to be done.
Today was the polar opposite of yesterday's hell. Kelsey decided - on her dad's weekend visit - that she wanted to come over here and eat lunch and watch a movie with me. I cooked my famous spaghetti with meatballs and we watched The Fountain. When she left, I cried. How often does a teen WANT to be with a parent instead of with their friends?
I feel like the luckiest mom in the world right now.