Last week, I had a rare weekday hour off from LTD. I dropped the little guy at The Mommy’s office on her lunch break while I had a nice little mini holiday. That’s right I now live in a world where going to the dentist is basically a vacation. As I lay in the chair, blood pouring from my mouth (turns out you are suppose to floss daily), I closed my eyes and thought it might be possible to fall asleep. In fact, I think I would have been able to actually count some Z’s if the drill grinding hadn’t echoed around my skull like act one of Stomp. Our weekday routine is pretty set and it has to be for LTD’s sake, but it was nice to do something different even if it did involved a lone tear sliding down my face. Sadly, I didn’t have any cavities so there is no need to go back until another six months has passed.