i’m telling myself I’m going to actually do some blogging here on this site. at least, until I can find someone who can help me do more than just post blogs and book reviews!

So, my birthday was Tuesday, the 22nd. Weird to be 56 now. I don’t feel 56. I feel more like when I was in my thirties or early forties. I don’t consider myself a senior citizen, even though I could now sign up for AARP or get discounts at restaurants. It feels so strange. Next year, I’ll be the same age as my dad was when he died in 1997. Can I possibly truly outlive my father? Weird.

But the birthday itself was great. Really. I worked all day, but I got tons of birthday wishes on facebook and twitter. My friend, Jannie gave me two books, kindle books. she’s from Denmark, and she sent me a book of Danish folk tales,a nd another book called countrymen by a Danish author. I love reading about her country. Someday, I shall visit.

Doug, my best friend, brother of the heart, most loved person, he gave me the book John, by Cynthis Lennon. I’m so excited to read that. He knows the Beatles are the ultimate for me.

And Brigit gave me a gift card from amazon, which I promptly used to increase my Chjristmas music collection. Oh yes, it is that time. In fact, the Christmas music is playing right now. My playlist could go for almost three weeks straight!

Ah, and now to the dentist part of this post. Hmmm, what can I say? I hate going to the dentist. I’m one of those ridiculous dental cowards. and the crazy thing is that I’m not afraid of doctors,a nd doctors are the ones who’ve done all the joint replacements and all. But alas, I lost part of a filling a couple months back, and it got infected. So, I went to the dentist, who gave me antibiotics and sent me off to an oral surgeon to have the tooth pulled. Twenty years ago, the dentist could have just pulled it. Seriously, due to my JRA, which affects every joint in my body, including my jaw, and the tooth being way in the back, on the bottom, it would be pretty hard to fix the filling and all that. so, having it pulled makes sense.

Off I went yesterday to the oral surgeon for a consult yesterday. Tomorrow, the tooth will be pulled. This surgeon knowsd his stuff. He knows that giving me general anesthesia might not be a good idea. With my mouth not able to open wide, if I have to be intubated, they have to use fiber optic tubes down the nose instead of through the mouth. But oral surgeons don’t have that kind of equipment. so he recommend the :laughing gas”, nitrous oxide. He even offered me a valium to help me stay calm pre appointment, but I refused. I mean seriously? Oh my glorious pride! It’s the day before and I’m freaking out. Just saying. lol.

Well, not that anyone reads this, but if you do, wish me luck and say a few prayers!