I'm still thinking about that dream... Isn't it strange how you can remember a dream when you wake up, and then just forget it? Something about this one keeps lingering.

I decided to leave comments on a few of the blogs that I read regularly that I don't regularly comment on. How's that for a repetitive sentence? I was a reader of blogs long before I ever wrote my first comment. I always felt that other people's comments already said what I wanted to say, and that the blog writer was so good that whatever I wrote would come out sounding kind of dumb. I don't know if I'm expressing myself exactly right, but I was afraid to comment. Quite a while ago I read this entry from my friend Andrew's blog: The 4th Avenue Blues: Writing into a Black Hole… I felt like he was encouraging me to take the leap and comment. I got up the nerve and have been commenting on his blog ever since. After the first time, it was easy. I greatly appreciate those of you who comment on my humble blog. Tonight I decided to stop by a few of my favorites and say hello to them.

Tomorrow is the day I get my teeth whitened. I've been using my special toothpaste twice a day for a week now. It's supposed to make my teeth less sensitive to the whitening process. I'm a little nervous, because I had my teeth whitened once before and experienced what they call 'zingers'. How's that for a medical term? Imagine the feel of aluminum foil touching a filling and you get the idea. It lasted for a day or two. It was very unpleasant and I hope to avoid that experience this time. Next time I write, my teeth should be bright!