marci i like you.

dear fleur.
she pretty much told me what i already knew. "you have an ear infection." ding-ding. we have a winner.
and then she wouldn't give me any pain meds. so i am thinking this is going to be night #3 without sleep.

this morning my jaw went out of place. my teeth are 1/4 inch too far to the left. i showed the doctor. she rubbed her hands really hard down my chin. "no...that's a dental issue." and she pretended there was nothing wrong with it.
ridiculous.
i have perfect teeth. i spent 1000s of dollars at the orthodontist for my perfect teeth. and she thinks they are magically out of line? that my mouth is supposed to go over to the left like this?

i was mad.

but i let it go. and came home and fell in love with some ceramics. honestly, if you really loved me, you would buy me this bowl. (see photo above.) and 100 other ones.
dang it.
i wish i was best friends with a certain potter named marci. she would totally rock my world. i know it.

i am going to go hate my jaw now.
love. bella.