They say that bad things come in groups of three. I am hoping that number is correct and not a miss calculation.
#1. Tanner vs. sea shell.
#2. Chad vs. the Mountain
#3. Snowboarder vs. Zach (really snowboarder plowing over him)
Here’s hoping that 3 is the real number.
I went to the dentist office yesterday………and I started laughing because, you know your life has changed when you think, “sweet I get to put my feet up while they work in my mouth!” It felt so good to “put my feet up” that I didn’t even take notice of the little instruments that were prodding and probing my teeth and gums. At one point I believe I said, “Laying here reminds me of falling asleep by the side of a pool. You have all this background noise…….that just relaxes you.” Scary huh.
I found this picture and yesterday this is what my heaven looked like. That’s what happens when you work in a severe behavior unit. Your version of heaven gets a little twisted.
