un petit dessin

Some days, little drawn characters just show up. These guys are small, very small, on a to-do list.

send your dentist another postcard

Because in your excitement, you threw the first one in the mail without a stamp. And though you wanted to lie in wait and intercept the post-person the next day, you had an appointment at the very time the mail was supposed to be collected, so you couldn't be there.

So instead you took a giant piece of cardboard, glued a white piece of paper to it, bordered it with purple leopard print duct tape, and wrote a message to the mail carrier: PLEASE HELP! Please find this postcard (drawing included) and put this stamp (stamp included also, taped to the center of the piece of cardboard) on it. Much gratitude! and threw that into the mailbox, too. Maybe he or she would glimpse it, and feel generous!

But JUST IN CASE none of these theatrics worked, you made another card. Something will get there!

send your dentist a postcard

They're always getting in touch with you, right? Why not send them some love?

This is a shout-out to my dad's dentist, John Ford, DDS. This man has taken care of my dad's teeth for 43 years. Through moves and changes and life events, John Ford has been there. Teaching my dad how to take care of his own teeth with all those little picky and shiny instruments, gleefully setting up mirrors in order to show him the inside of his own mouth, explaining everything he did, and generally doing his job, doing it well and loving it too. All the while, as my dad makes sure to point out, with a tremendous aversion to causing pain. Here's to you, Dr. Ford!