I'll be glad when tomorrow comes. Last night I nuked a few pieces of leftover pizza from Friday night and in the process of biting through a very hard crust edge I apparently broke off a cap on one of my teeth. One of those unimportant ones. Right in front. So I've left a message on my dentist's answering machine and hopefully I'll be able to get in tomorrow for at least a temporary fix. This is probably the second time this has happened since I got the cap 29 years ago so it's not too bad a history. I figure this fix will set me up for the rest of my life.
So my Sunday has been spent idly running my tongue over what's left of my tooth and counting the hours. And reading the Times. Just finished that.
We haven't been visited by bunnies lately and Judy has just put out some carrot scraps and some miniature Brussel sprouts. I thought Brussel sprouts, especially the small ones, were a little gourmet for some random cottontails. But the boss said "they like cabbage" and I guess that means Brussel sprouts are just an upgraded cabbage.
I've been watching.
No bunnies yet.
Lessee, what else is new. Oh, towering clouds again but no rain. Guess that's not new.
The Diamondbacks lost to the Phillies today. Guess that's not new either.
I guess nothing much is new.
Wish me luck with the tooth fairy tomorrow.
I'll keep an eye out for bunnies.