Renee Michelle and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day*

     This is going to start out full of complaints, so if you're already grumpy or annoyed, skip this part of my post and go straight to the cheerful pictures at the end.
     It was a rough week. First, as you know, I was sick. That left me tired and a bit behind at work with my preparations for an upcoming conference. (Not good.) An extra, urgent project got dropped on me yesterday, and I was so stressed by the extra work that I only slept a few hours last night. (Bad.) Although I had a lot to do today, I also had a dentist appointment to get a cavity filled. (Worse.) But upon closer inspection the dentist decided I didn't need a filling, I need a root canal. (I felt like I'd been kicked in the gut.)
     I'm always filled with trepidation when going to the dentist. Although my teeth never hurt, for the past decade, many different dentist have all agreed that I have terrible teeth, and if I get lots of special treatment/ surgeries/ orthodontics, the teeth will, probably, stay in my mouth and do their job. In other words, I have very high maintenance teeth.
     I've gone with the usual comforts this evening - ice cream, wine, and a sad phone call to my mother. I'm sure I will have more perspective in a few days, but for now - blech.
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     I've been meaning to post pictures from the wedding in New York last fall. I can sum it up: Getting married at the Manhattan Marriage Bureau is awesome. The happy couple is surrounded by their little posse of friends and family, and also a hundred other deliriously happy couples getting married that morning. Add in an extremely hospitable Indian family, and this wedding guest had a delightful time.

*with proper acknowledgment of Voirst's book.