a dollar and a dream

Today I went to have my teeth cleaned by Dr. Kim. She's not my regular dentist, but handles cleanings and such for him. Dr. Kim might also be called Dr. Rock 'n Roll, because underneath her dental smock she was decked out in jeans, a studded belt, and a black hoodie. Slightly off-putting when someone's coming toward your mouth with a metal instrument, but I went along for the ride. We chatted a bit as I was getting ready to leave, and Dr. Kim said to me, You seem like a happy person. I thought, Yesssss! I'm back!

I said all that to say I'm feeling better, thank goodness. Not that I go around sprinkling flower petals on passersby, but as I said to Dr. Kim, I've really got nothing to complain about. The pall that was hanging over me was frustrating. I like to walk in gratitude, even when my dentist shows up looking like Black Sabbath.

Besides, why be a Debbie Downer when there are 99 cent stores in the world?

I don't make it to the 99 cent store nearly as often as I should. Probably because I usually don't need anything, but that's beside the point. I should go for the adventure. There's one right across from my dentist's office. I wandered in today and found all kinds of fun stuff, including great cotton kitchen towels that feature the days of the week in Spanish and English. My favorite Spanish day of the week is miércoles. The word is so lovely, plus it's hump day. I bought two sets of towels for myself, because I think they'd be cute to use as napkins, and a set for my friend Sandra, to celebrate her new Harlem condo.

And look here:

Laurie Ann and I are sweater twins. Don't you just love her colors? You might not be able to tell, but we're both using the Easy Baby Cardigan pattern.