The Best Day Ever!

Okay, maybe I'm overselling a bit in the title. I had no cavities today at my check up. No, I am not 7, I did not get my picture taken - but I am so glad. I never don't get bad news at the dentist. I don't really have horrible teeth, but man, cavities find me or they need to be replaced (I blame growing up in the country with no fluoride) and the older I get, the closer I get to asking (no, begging) for valium when I have to go in. I don't even mind the shot - its the noise, noise, noise, NOISE of that pesky drill. So good news is good. And I told everyone I saw today - I wish I would have gotten a sticker "I have no cavities today" but I didn't think of it, in my excitement to get out to the car to call my husband. It truly is the simple things.

And speaking of my husband. He has been asking for a hat forever. But he has a kind of big head and I didn't believe he would wear it. Plus he wanted it to be yellow. So manly and yellow, that is a tall order. Then he had an issue with his brain last month - jeez, there is no way to casually say "brain problem" is there? It has turned out to not be super horrible, but could be inconvenient, scary and lead to surgery later this year. He should ultimately be just fine - but wow - when faced with this, I kind of had a mini-melt down, catastrophizing myself silly. Suddenly, a hat seemed like a meager offering. Like the least I could do. So a hat he got. The Marson Watch Cap - with some minor modifications. I like how the twisted rib is so distinctive and textured. It fits and he is happy. Of course, now that he is okay (for now) and we can make fun of him again, he is the man in the yellow hat. To which his rebuttle is "it is the color of winners". He is a biker and into that Tour De France yellow jersey winner stuff. Whatever - he is the man in the yellow hat - and has not one but two monkies - ages 4 and 9.