...she told me I could be a tooth...

I am going to America for a quick visit.  Here is a short funny for while I am gone.

Thanks for the teeth, Mom and Dad!!

The other day, I was sitting at the bus stop reading the news on my phone while waiting for my bus to come. A woman walking by stopped to ask me what all these young people on these phones are looking at all the time. I tried to explain that we are checking emails, texting friends, reading the news, etc. I realized how silly this must sound--that my generation cannot live without constant connection--and began to smile a bit at the thought.  Suddenly the woman switched gears from youth and phones to complimenting me on my smile. It was so Israeli when she wouldn't continue on her walk until she reiterated several times that I should really look into modeling in a dental commercial.  It made my day because I take my teeth seriously (and still where my retainer every night), but it also made me smile because it was so Israeli--to walk down the street, have a question, just ask it, and smoothly move onto something else entirely.  Luckily this transition was a compliment and not a reprimand for going out with wet hair.  I have had a few of those too.