Yesterday I spent probably 1 1/2-2 hours going through sales papers, cutting coupons and printing coupons off the Internet, then matching coupons to local sales. Today after my dentist appointment (I won't even go there because it's a dark and tormenting place), I began my bargain shopping. Target was my first stop. I was very excited because I had seen several bargains named on a blog that I frequently check; these deals would've gotten me products for free after my stacked coupons. However, when I get to Target I quickly see that every single item I was after was out-of-stock! Grrrr! This is only Tuesday, how could they already be out of EVERY SINGLE ITEM?! Well, at least I was able to get a white chocolate mocha at Starbucks while I was there. The next stop was Rite-Aid - same thing happened. Then CVS - SAME THING HAPPENED! It's like all the coupon queen bees had sent their scouts before me and swiped up the deals - *sigh*. Well, I still had one more stop, so I dragged myself to the grocery store for the essentials. At least it wasn't crowded and it was actually a bit relaxing since I was by myself. After all that running around I rushed home to unload the groceries and then hit the road headed for rehearsals for Fiddler on the Roof. My mouth was still a bit numb from the dentist and I was concerned that I wouldn't be able to sing very well. I was also hungry, but not able to take a big bite of anything. Have I told you before how much I utterly detest, loathe, despise and hate going to the dentist? OK, so I'll tell you about the visit to the dentist. Tell the children to leave the room, because it ain't pretty! Today's visit was Part I of a crowning. TWO HOURS I'm in the chair with my mouth wide open, four hands and cold, hard instruments jammed inside! This particular dentist I've never met before. She is a lovely woman, but she has the voice of Snow White for crying out loud! I fully expected her to glide over to the window, pull up the pane and yodel for birds and squirrels to come help her with the drilling! I'm sorry, but I don't want Snow White drilling on my tooth - I want Dr. Twenty Years of Experience with a Nice Baritone, Fully Confident and Knowledgeable Voice working on my not-so-pearly whites! Whenever she asked the assistant for something, the assitant said, "Hmmm?" and she had to repeat herself. Not only that, but she (Dr. Snow White) was humming with the radio, which was blaring above the sound of the drill and the suction tube thingie. I've said it before, and I'll say it again - I'd rather give birth then go to the dentist! Unfortunately I have to return in two weeks for Part II. Dr. Snow White assured me that the next visit shouldn't take quite as long. I SHOULD HOPE NOT! I really want to ask for Mr. Nose, but I'm pretty sure insurance doesn't cover it for people over ten years of age. So all in all, today was a bust. I guess I'll try and be like Annie and sing about the sun coming out tomorrow. Hey- maybe Dr. Snow White and I can sing a duet!