Don't Worry, Be Happy

This is a dental torture week for me. Some don't understand what all the fuss is about but the fear is all consuming to a phobic. Can't work, can't concentrate, can't sleep for over a week before dental appointments. I'm meaner than a snake, extremely ill-tempered and a sleep deprived, royal bitch. But, by about this time tomorrow, the worst should be over. Until it is, I am only going to think of things that make me happy.

Classic cars make me happy.


My tailight makes me happy.