I had so many nice thoughts throughout the day, but somehow, I lost them on the way back home after our late afternoon walk. Besides, I didn't feel like writing today, let alone speaking. During my English class with Charlette, I stuttered like an extremely shy one-year-old toddler. I still have to figure out what happened to my wee brain today, and I'm hoping it's nothing sinister or portent of any brain deterioration. Anyway, Charlette"s lesson was phenomenal. It was challenging, but it highlighted several aspects of my English that need more attention, as well as learning and mastering a language, including one's native language, is a lifelong process. So, with this in mind, I'll sleep much better tonight. At least, I hope I will.
My new bridge is in my mouth. It took the doc almost an hour to meticulously and precisely fit it in and cement it. I wasn't allowed to eat for three hours, and I still can't chew anything on the left side of my jaw. However, my dental features are ship-shape-and-shiny. Only one tooth is left: they need to replace the old filling. Once it's done, I'll have a Hollywood-type smile. Before the dental care, I went through the lesson plan I'd prepared the other day for today. When I returned home from the dentist, I took Abby for her afternoon walk and drove to Budapest to teach. Before arriving at where I taught, I popped into a store to buy some "kifli" for later and four "Túró Rudi" to appease my rumbling stomach. After teaching, I hurried back home, grabbed two "kifli", some butter and plum jam, and ate like a king. It was already pitch dark when we returned from our evening walk with Abby. I hate the early dusks. However, summer tries
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