Nevergirl's

I love my dentist, and I adore my gynecologist. The former has scented, manicured hands and dresses to kill for. She takes note of what I wear, and tells me which frock suits me best the next time she sees me with something not so nice on. The latter is tall, gorgeous, and funny. She says she understands my craving for Clover chips, but I suspect it’s only because the hub and I accidentally caught her munching on the same. Did I say she wears a Marcus lab coat in the most gorgeous shade of cream? She does, and every time I see her in it, I have to physically fight the urge to peel it off her! I kid not. But I digress. As I was saying, between the two of my doctors, they make me welcome cavities and illness, if only because these give me an excuse to see them.

These two women, they make me look forward to turning 35.