Nov 30
can someone else come up with a title? it’s so harrrrddddd.
Today went much better than yesterday. Phew. Thank god. I would like to say that it seems Pixie is the only person out there who has a romantic streak and got the whole point of yesterday’s post. Look: crabby mcbitchiness + horrible day(intuitive boy + the sweetest note ever) = a bit of teariness around the optical region, and an instantly much better mood. THAT’S the message I was trying to get across. Jeez. Ya bunch of cynics, laughing at my misfortune!!!
Anyway, we took the girls to the dentist today, and I don’t know how I managed it, but this dentist happens to be American, and his assistant is American, and while I am trying to promote exposure to the German culture, German dentistry is…another story entirely. So. Once we actually FOUND the place (it took FOREVER, and involved autobahns and traffic circles and right of ways and frantic phone calls to the dental office and good LORD it is confusing to find new places around here) and apologized profusely for being late, I was instantly impressed by Dentist Guy. You guys. He BROKE IT DOWN for us. Like, showed us the x-rays, and explained EACH TOOTH. For both girls. And then gave us detailed descriptions of upcoming care for said teeth. AND! Filled out the stupid insurance forms for the military insurance people with his own codes - by himself. Yes! The dentist took the time to fill out the forms by hand. And then he pulled out his appointment book and scheduled a followup appointment for a cavity - for this coming Wednesday. Now, I don’t know about anyone else, but in my experience, getting appointments for my children has always had to happen six months out, not six days. It was amazing. He is - and I really mean it this time - literally The Best Dentist EVARRRRRR!!!!!!!!
Andddd - I just wrote an entire paragraph about my children’s dentist. So that’s fun.
Tomorrow night Taylor is having a sleepover. Now, I’m not against sleepovers for my daughter and her eleven year old friends per se -
Never mind. I HATE sleepovers! On sleepover nights I have to be responsible! I have to be interested in other people’s children!! And I have to do it without wine OR whiskey sours!
It’s going to be such a long, lonnnggg night.
Tschuss!!
November 30th, 2006 at 11:24 pm
I lost many a childhood tooth to a German dentist, but my mom always made things better with ice cream afterwards. Because, you know, ice cream is the proper reward after you get cavaties. You must carry on this tradition!!
December 1st, 2006 at 4:43 am
Titles Are Like Pulling Teeth…
There is your title…
December 1st, 2006 at 4:44 am
Or–
Finding A Title Is Like Going To The Dentist…
December 1st, 2006 at 5:29 am
Greg - Psh. I follow up cavities with a severe beating and a night in the closet.
Scott - Hey! Brilliant! Where were you when I was writing this post?
December 1st, 2006 at 6:21 am
Ahhh, another person who is like me in the sleepover department. Ty’s b-day was on the 12th and I had 9, 9 year old boys at my house…YIKES!
However I did have a smidge of wine, you know not alot but just that 1 1/2 glass to take the edge off. I am so much more fun that way!
Have fun and…I highly recommend the “smidge” of wine:)
December 1st, 2006 at 5:06 pm
Hey, where does it say in the manual that sleepovers can’t be accompanied by wine? I must have gotten the one that doesn’t include that page, because the knowledge that the little demons will disappear to play upstairs and I will be left alone with my wine is what keeps me going on those nights. Otherwise, why would I agree to let my girls have someone over with whom they were going to stay up until 1am and then awake again at 6:30 demanding pancakes?
December 1st, 2006 at 8:12 pm
Mindy - Okay, YOU are crazy. I’m sorry. NINE 9-yr old boys? What the fuck were you THINKING?
Kari - Okay, so…I thought it was the “I am a Responsible Parent” manual. But…I might have misplaced it. I’ll look around. And, yeah, what is it with the pancakes? Mine do that too. Fortunately, they are now old enough to make them theirselves.
December 2nd, 2006 at 8:00 pm
A Cavity Of A Title
Sleepovers + Wine = 1 Very Happy Mommy
The Dentist Rocks The Par-tay (and I’ll Need A Teeth Whitening After All The Wine I Drink)
Pulling Teeth Or Pulling Corks? Tough Desicion
That’s just a few off the top of my head tho.
I think Kari’s book is titled ‘I’m a damn good Mommy and I’ll drink some wine if I want to’.. or I could be paraphrasing.. but it goes something like that. I think it could be bronzed too.
December 3rd, 2006 at 8:37 am
Angel - Well, crap. If it was THAT easy, I would’ve just…thought of them myself. Oh wait…
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