Kitty Deschanel

I don't usually post about our patients.  What if someone who takes their child to our office reads this , I always think. In this case though, I couldn't care less. Let the *!#%^ read this. (I guess you know where this post is heading, LOL!)  A few weeks ago we saw a new patient who needed a lot of treatment, like crowns and extractions. I told mom that I'd be happy to file a pre-authorization for her before we got started. That way, her insurance company would let her know how much she would need to pay out-of-pocket for the procedures. So, I filed it and made the next appointment for a few weeks out.  Following up several days before the appointment, I realized that we still hadn't heard back from her insurance company. On mom's behalf, I called her insurance and spent FOREVER (if you've ever tried to call an insurance company, you'll know that this really isn't much of an exaggeration) getting through their automated system

I stumbled upon this article and wanted to share it. I've never seen an episode of most of these shows (you read that right - I've never watched The Office or Lost!), and as for the comment that Friends limped along for two more years after Emma was born, I completely disagree. I love Friends! My friends used to tease me for wearing a Friends shirt to school during 6th grade. I wish the actors would stop being so darn stubborn and make a Friends movie! So, why did I enjoy this article so much? Because of I Love Lucy. "The word "pregnant" was never said on the show; instead writers used "expecting" to please censors".  And I thought the censors were picky today! P.S. I thought Pebbles had always been on the Flintstones. You learn something new every day!

Today's post is from Jordan at Now If You'll Just Turn Your Kaleidoscope... She was very brave to confess this here on LambAround. Hopefully you won't judge her too harshly, especially as I have been a secret picker for years. Maybe, just maybe, we will be accepted by society one day! Also, be sure to leave a comment so you'll be eligible to  Win A Le Creuset Stock Pot!  Yes, my dear readers, I do plan to remind you until the cows come home :p My name is Jordan and I'm a picker. There. I've said it. Try as hard as I might to resist picking I cannot do it. I've been like this as long as I can remember. It's turned into an addiction, I can't just stop. It's not even that fun anymore, just something I am compelled to do to make it through the day. It started out innocently enough, as a child my mother and I would search through bags of potato chips looking for 'good ones' - c'mon you know what I mean, the folded, extra

Thank you, thank you to Tanya at  A Taste of T  for providing this guest post. Quick tidbit: She has the  cutest  little dog with the  cutest  little name, Bowser!  Tanya, you have strengthened my resolve to never, ever set foot inside a gym. Weird Day at the Gym By Tanya Munoz I’m going to tell you a tale about my day at the gym.  It started a little something like this… I suspect choosing the locker right next to a girl, when there's a million other lockers open, is like choosing the urinal right next to the guy peeing.    Cause this morning the empty locker room was anyone's choice.    You could choose any section to get dressed and be naked...and this grandma chose RIGHT NEXT TO ME.     I mean, there are benches and benches, lockers and lockers and lockers and she chose locker 24...mine was 23.    Then she asked if I could move my gym bag on the bench...there were a million other benches...empty benches.    Well, since she was so attracted to me, I decided t