Tooth fairy.

I just returned home from the dentist.
While she fixed my broken bridge work, she told me what medication to put on a pimple on my face, squeezed an inaccessible blackhead on the other side of my face, updated me on her ailing father, the lates on the career of her thirty year old daughter and her very beautiful four year old twins. 
Do the math.
And not only all that, but because she is a friend, she didn't charge me anything.
I stopped on the way home to buy some dead animal hamburger for S and some knitting needles for myself.
 I also bumped into Pasquale who didn't look good at all. He said very sadly and resignedly that he is almost 80 years old....
I bounced my way home grateful to be almost 78 but still full of beans and also having my teeth fixed again.