Having fun. Wish I was here.

When my mom gets off of an airplane she will inevitably be in possession of the life story and email addresses of the other passengers that sat in her row. She knows that people are fascinating and everyone has a story and she wants to hear it. I love this about her.

Mom came over to hang out with Bob while I went to my endodontist appointment last week. As I left she said, "Have a good time!"

"Mom, I'm going to get a root canal."

"I know but you've never been there before. It's a new experience. You'll be meeting new people."

"I'll try."

I did try. It made a difference. I won't say that it was fun but it wasn't bad. I did meet new people and they were nice and my mouth was sore but it felt better and I tried.

I am trying to figure out how I can adapt this sage, have-a-good-time advice to driving in LA traffic. I'll let you know.