I went to the dentist this morning and had two cavities filled. I try to avoid Novocaine, but my dentist felt it was necessary.
I'd skipped breakfast, so I went for some lunch afterwards. Soft food was called for. I got some mac and cheese - something I rarely eat - at a neighborhood Panera Bread Company.
And it wasn't long before I noticed blood in my mac and cheese.
This is why I don't like to get Novocaine: I usually manage to bite my lips or the inside of my cheek without noticing. This time it was my lower lip.
Well, at least I got a story title out of it: Blood on the Mac and Cheese. Now, is that a title for a Young Adult book, or a soft-boiled detective novel? You tell me.
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Monday, May 9, 2011
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