This is a test. This is only a test.

If you missed me last night, here is all you missed:

Two Valium plus nitrous oxide = 10 out of 10 Jenny's jewels.

And then I went to bed at 9:30.

Probably I will do the same tonight. My tooth crowning situation went well.  But I'm a little achy from the part where one tooth has to scooch over a little for the new thickness of my porcelain gloriousness.  If you need a dentist, check out Fennell, Baron and Associates in the Cincy area.  Tell them I sent ya.  They put a blanket on me when I got chilly and everything.  I know, right?

I'm perusing Black Friday ads.  We're going to save that conversation for tomorrow night.  I know.  I know.  I'm being a little lame and stingy for a second day in a row.  Imagine what the additional sleep is going to do for  our conversations.  Starting tomorrow.  I'll catch you up on soup, a cookie I want to make and how my dogs almost become homeless today.  Stupid, ungrateful dogs.

My carb coma is about to go live.  Sleepy smooch.