Four Years

I went to ballet class at the YMCA.

I went to get my consultation for having my teeth pulled today. Yuck. All four need to come out and the recovery details sound nasty.

And then, wow, I've been married for four years. It's a little hard to believe sometimes.

Marty and I had our usual fight and then went out to dinner. It's sort of a tradition. The fight. Although the dinner too.