8 words I never thought I would ever say.....

Dear Lord, thank you for my root canal.

Why, you ask would I, who is so deathly afraid of dentists be thankful? Well I'll tell you. On Wednesday in the mail came a letter informing us that as of midnight on Saturday our dental insurance would be cancelled since John has changed jobs. Okay, whatever! Then Thursday night during dinner it happened. I lost a filling!! I am guessing that it was probably loosened by all of the teeth grinding I have been doing in my sleep. So Friday morning first thing I head to the dentist office to be first in line. The dentist was very friendly and her assistant was named Grace, which I figured was a good sign right??? WRONG! Obviously, the dentist and Grace were not very fond of each other and neither were very good masking their feelings. It is not very pleasant to be in the middle of a power struggle with two sets of hands in your mouth. I tried to do that whole mind trick thing, you know where you imagine yourself somewhere else but somehow imagining myself at the beach with a drill in my mouth wasn't gettin' it. So then I switched to mentally picturing John drilling screws in the walls to put up drapes in my new house and let me tell you, after 3 hours in that chair my imaginary house has lots and lots of windows. Luckily I survived it and the dentist and her assistant didn't have a throw down right there. I won't lie and say it was any fun, but not as horrible as I thought it might be. So, Thank you God for saving us $1500.00, cause my new house is going to need lots of drapes!