Friday, January 19, 2007

Farewell for now, but...

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

The Preverbial Knife

Next week I am going under...

the knife that is.

I think of myself as pretty tolerant of pain, although even with child birth, I was eager to request the epidural because I knew that it would relieve the pain quickly.

Well this time there will be no epideral offered, nor will I be asleep for it, I will hear the crunch of the bone and tear of the skin. It does not sound so pleasant, but in a wierd way I am looking forward to the results of the surgery.

You see I have been dealing with two not-so-functional dental bridges for the last (I figured it out last night) 19 years. Basically I have had these for a longer portion of my life then I have not! That is amazing to me, but I have been very reliant on them for everything including a fully intact smile, my speech, and eating. Even though we have been one for the last several years, I am so ready for this marriage to end. The damn things have been falling out more and more frequently in the last year.

It will be a slow divorce, but after four months it will be finalized and hopefully, if all goes well, my mouth will never have another bridge marriage again.

In the short-term, maybe they will offer some good pain meds for recovery?

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

I have to admit...

I have to acknowledge and admit that there has been a lack of pressed shirts and pants in my closet for the last 4 1/2 years (the approx age of my oldest child).

In fact, I gave it up like a "bad habit"when children first entered my home. Since that time I have relied on the wrinkle releaser spray (which does NOT do as good of a job), so pants have a definite wrinkled appearance.

My wish is not to appear as a slob, so I guess I am hoping that the slightly wrinkled appearance comes back in style (I don't know, was it ever?).

All of this is in response to a blog that I read last week about a single person who wrote about pressing their undergarments. I have absolutely nothing against pressing undergarments, I just do not understand why. Honestly, why?