Let's say that you have a busy day planned...no, make that a busy week...better yet, make that a busy month. What is the one thing that you do not plan on fitting into your schedule when you have a busy month planned? I'll give you a hint: it involves making a visit to the one place that you absolutely positively can not stand! A place where their employees are decked out in cute little smiley-faced scrubs and you are strapped down and forced to listen to 80's love songs for the duration of your visit. Enough hints?
Since I am a little young to be making appointments for mamograms these days, the only other option would be...the dentist. Ahhhhhhhhhhh, run and hide under your bed. The dentist...the one profession that I actually allow my children to be afraid of...because come on, it's the dentist. The one who puts a drill mere millimeters from your blood-filled tongue. Who sticks sharp hooked structures into your gum "by mistake". Who gives you the grim news that candy is actually bad for you. The dentist...the mere mention of that name makes you remember that you haven't flossed since Reagan was president...and makes you actually feel a little guilty about drinking all those lattes (mmmmmm, latte). Too bad dentures aren't considered "in" for 2008 'cause I would soooooo get me a pair of 'em...probably in white (is that okay after Labor Day?). I'm just tired of messing with teeth. Who needs them anyway? Ovaltine is a drinkable meal, right?
So, yes, the dentist. Sadly, I have not been to the dentist since I was pregnant with Abby, and I'm really not ashamed about that. I mean, I drink milk. I brush my tooth. I floss...every 20 years or so. Who needs a dentist every 6 months?
It's the cereal conspiracy that did it...they are putting rocks in the cereal boxes these days and disguising them as "nut clusters". Puh-lease. Everyone knows that they are honey-flavored rocks. Especially since they can BREAK TEETH! Well, fake teeth anyway. The cereal rock broke my one lonely crown. Oh, the humanity.
2-1/2 hours. That is how long I sat in the long patient chair that looks a whole lot more comfortable that it is. I read through 5...FIVE magazines. And although I love me some magazines, 5 seems to be a few too many to read in one sitting. Every ounce of liquid in my body turned to a slushy ice mixture because dentists obviously need to keep the thermostat set on 53 degrees, and I didn't wear any socks...because I can't seem to put on socks (or tie my shoes) these days. So now I have frostbite. And a broken tooth. But, I was able to eaves-drop on some pretty juicy gossip about one of the hygenists named Amanda who obviously wasn't sick on Monday like she had said because so-n-so saw her walking with a guy at the mall that afternoon. How dare she!
2-1/2 hours...and then the dentist finally came in my little cubicle with the nice view of moss-covered Live Oaks and squirrel families. And she spent a grand total of 3 minutes telling me that my tooth was completely fine being all broken and schtuff until after Nathan is born. And then she told me that purchasing my new crown will cost the exact same as giving birth to a human being...give or take a couple of dollars. Nice. Thanks for the great talk. Now, I leave you with a broken tooth, frost-bitten toes, and an empty wallet...oh, and an appointment for Abby's first dentist appointment next Thursday. You know, because I didn't spend enough time there today.
I leave you with some digital scrapbooking...I haven't scrapped in ages, so it was nice to sit down and create some layouts a few days ago.
Since I am a little young to be making appointments for mamograms these days, the only other option would be...the dentist. Ahhhhhhhhhhh, run and hide under your bed. The dentist...the one profession that I actually allow my children to be afraid of...because come on, it's the dentist. The one who puts a drill mere millimeters from your blood-filled tongue. Who sticks sharp hooked structures into your gum "by mistake". Who gives you the grim news that candy is actually bad for you. The dentist...the mere mention of that name makes you remember that you haven't flossed since Reagan was president...and makes you actually feel a little guilty about drinking all those lattes (mmmmmm, latte). Too bad dentures aren't considered "in" for 2008 'cause I would soooooo get me a pair of 'em...probably in white (is that okay after Labor Day?). I'm just tired of messing with teeth. Who needs them anyway? Ovaltine is a drinkable meal, right?
So, yes, the dentist. Sadly, I have not been to the dentist since I was pregnant with Abby, and I'm really not ashamed about that. I mean, I drink milk. I brush my tooth. I floss...every 20 years or so. Who needs a dentist every 6 months?
It's the cereal conspiracy that did it...they are putting rocks in the cereal boxes these days and disguising them as "nut clusters". Puh-lease. Everyone knows that they are honey-flavored rocks. Especially since they can BREAK TEETH! Well, fake teeth anyway. The cereal rock broke my one lonely crown. Oh, the humanity.
2-1/2 hours. That is how long I sat in the long patient chair that looks a whole lot more comfortable that it is. I read through 5...FIVE magazines. And although I love me some magazines, 5 seems to be a few too many to read in one sitting. Every ounce of liquid in my body turned to a slushy ice mixture because dentists obviously need to keep the thermostat set on 53 degrees, and I didn't wear any socks...because I can't seem to put on socks (or tie my shoes) these days. So now I have frostbite. And a broken tooth. But, I was able to eaves-drop on some pretty juicy gossip about one of the hygenists named Amanda who obviously wasn't sick on Monday like she had said because so-n-so saw her walking with a guy at the mall that afternoon. How dare she!
2-1/2 hours...and then the dentist finally came in my little cubicle with the nice view of moss-covered Live Oaks and squirrel families. And she spent a grand total of 3 minutes telling me that my tooth was completely fine being all broken and schtuff until after Nathan is born. And then she told me that purchasing my new crown will cost the exact same as giving birth to a human being...give or take a couple of dollars. Nice. Thanks for the great talk. Now, I leave you with a broken tooth, frost-bitten toes, and an empty wallet...oh, and an appointment for Abby's first dentist appointment next Thursday. You know, because I didn't spend enough time there today.
I leave you with some digital scrapbooking...I haven't scrapped in ages, so it was nice to sit down and create some layouts a few days ago.
Labels: digital scrapbooking
8 Comments:
They look GREAT!!! I love the Sept page!!! Well, I love them all actually!!
Hi I found your blog through another blog and I must say I love your photography. I am a budding photographer myself. I also hate the dentist and haven't been in ages.
ok...when I first posted, there were no words...when did the words come!??! Did I have some telepathic power come over me that told me to come back to the blog I had just visited a mere 2o mins. earlier?!?! Hmmm....ok ~ now back to read the words, lol! Carry on :)
Bless you heart! We had to cut our vacation short one day because I'm having tooth problems, too. It ended up being TMJ (and a cavity which I can't open my mouth wide enough for them to fix yet), and he said it's "stress-related." Lovely, huh?
The pages are beautiful!
I love going to the dentist! But that is weird I know. 2 and a half hours, I don't think I could handle that either. Geesh!
Great pages! You cranked out a lot!
I have gone to the dentist recently. I hope you have better luck that I have. I brush, floss, and use mouth wash at least twice a day and I still came out with having to get two fillings!
Pics of the girls are cute! :)
-Nicole
Lovely scrapbook pages ~ who do you print those through??
Who is your dentist??! My kids actually LOVE to go to the dentist. I mean it. We drive by, and they ask when they get to go again! It's totally funny to me because I never liked it as I child! I am sorry you're having to deal with big stuff there. That can never be fun!
Love all the pictures!
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