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The mall where I bought the shoes has a popcorn shop that sells the most delicious cinnamon popcorn. We purchased a small bag. While eating it, I evidently broke a tooth because all of a sudden I have a hole. Drat! I hate to go to the dentist, and now I have to see if he can get me in today. I'm hoping this counts as an emergency, otherwise it is a three month wait. I'm also hoping that he isn't taking summer vacation this 4th of July week.
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Sometimes I think life needs a control alt delete function. I would use it for Friday evening during that hour of chowing down on cinnamon popcorn. I loved the popcorn, but hate the broken tooth. And I'm pretty sure if I can get in to see the dentist, I'm going to wish I could control alt delete the time I spend in his chair! (Not to mention the bill!)
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The great balancing act: art museum, new shoes, and cinnamon popcorn vs. broken tooth. I guess the three good outweigh the one bad, but I really hate the dentist!!






I think this last one was about the favorite of the day. The photo doesn't begin to do it justice. It was painted on wood panel rather than canvas and looked like a photograph. I had to keep reminding myself that it had been painted. That huge sky and the farmstead nestled so small in the center, well--talk about realistic for this area.