Basil Teeth

I went to the shoppette earlier and ShyGuy was the cashier.

ShyGuy obviously doesn't talk much. He simply rings up your purchases, takes the money and keeps quiet.

I bought some water and when I was paying for my purchases I gave him a wide smile and said, "Have a great day."

Usually he just nods.

This time he actually smiled.

As I walked home I thought, "I actually got a reaction!"

I put the water in the fridge and then sat on Tom's lap. He leaned over to give me a kiss but then stopped. He cocked his head to the side and went, "Um. What's on your teeth?"

I jumped up and looked in the mirror.

A square of basil smiled back at me on my front tooth.

So that's why ShyGuy smiled.

Hmph.

Tom is on leave from now until the 13th. He let me sleep in today. I was all set to get up and he came in and re-tucked me back in.

"Get some more sleep," he instructed.

So I did.

And then I read a little of my book, The Man of my Dreams.

Then he made some pizza, which is how I got the basil on my teeth.

I've been feeling better today.