I went to the dentist today -- first time in almost two years (I know, I know, I've been horribly bad -- whatever ). I pretty much loathe and despise going to the dentist...so I quit for a while. I hate having people talk to me while I have sharp implements and toothpaste, etc., in my mouth (and expecting answers!), commenting on my gag reflex (like I can help this?!?! ), etc. So after getting a letter from the dentist at the beginning of the month I called and made an appointment. Yesterday I got another letter and a survey (I HATE SURVEYS!!) that stated I wouldn't be getting a cleaning because the dentist had to "examine" my teeth for an hour. Ticked, I called the office and said in no uncertain terms that I should have been told when I made the appointment at the beginning of the month that TWO appointments would be required to get, in effect, one cleaning, which is somewhat inconvenient. I also said that if my insurance wouldn't cover two visits I'd be finding another dentist. (I was rather irked.) Lo and behold today I get there and the dentist is all like "we're definitely going to give you a cleaning today provided your teeth aren't rotting out with plaque or gum disease" (not an exact quote but that's what she meant I'm sure). (Hmm...I think they were warned about me.) So for like two seconds I felt sort of bad for pitching a fit...but then I got over it as it did result in the dental equivalent of the red carpet treatment.  *sigh* Well six more months till the next visit...

Okay so I turned on the American Idol auditions -- that chick named Darwin (what kind of mother names her daughter DARWIN? OMG!!!) was HORRIBLE. Seriously the way some of these people think they can sing makes me wonder about this country...*sigh*