Don't Forget To Floss

Today is my birthday.  And so far this week I have been blessed by my family and friends showering me with cards, emails, tokens of love, and lunches.  Then there was the one little email I received that got the biggest emotional rise out of me.

From my dentist.

*ugh*  Nothing says happy birthday like a reminder of 'the chair of doom'.

If they really wanted to bless my day, why couldn't they push my next appointment back a few months?  Or tell me that my six month check-up has been cancelled and they'll just see me in a year?

Nope.  They wished me 'happy birthday' and 'look forward to seeing me soon'.

I wish there was a way to make certain emails explode.