Jim sent this to me. Too freakin' funny...
http://gprime.net/video.php/presidentialspeechalist
Friday, September 30, 2005
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Since I am on the topic of dental hygiene I wanted to pose a question, a parental dilemma if you will.
After taking Joaquin and Lily to the dentist for their cleanings in June, I was thinking about how I would try to ensure that they get no cavities, aside from the constant nagging that they brush their teeth. I was thinking that it might be a good idea to impose the policy that mom pays for all of the teeth cleanings, straightenings, etc, but if they get a cavity, that it comes out of their allowance to fix it. Would that be mean?
This parenting stuff is all trial and error anyway.
After taking Joaquin and Lily to the dentist for their cleanings in June, I was thinking about how I would try to ensure that they get no cavities, aside from the constant nagging that they brush their teeth. I was thinking that it might be a good idea to impose the policy that mom pays for all of the teeth cleanings, straightenings, etc, but if they get a cavity, that it comes out of their allowance to fix it. Would that be mean?
This parenting stuff is all trial and error anyway.
Beware the hidden dangers of flossing...
Monday night I was burning the midnight oil at the office (as is my custom lately) with Marianella and we were snacking on supplies that we had stashed at the office. I was eating some beef jerky and I got a piece stuck in my teeth - very irritating. It drove me crazy the entire time I was at the office working. I got home and went straight to the bathroom drawer to grab the floss. I started flossing to get the offending piece of meat out of there and the floss kept getting stuck on what I thought was the jerky (is anyone grossed out yet?). So I took another piece of floss out and put it between my molars and pulled...and...POP! - out came...my filling!! It broke into two pieces. So I am standing there trying to assess the damage but I couldn't see very well and so I stuck my tongue up there and felt this hole where my filling was supposed to be.
I must say, I've never had anything like that happen, but how cool was it for me when I called Dr. Cammann the next day to get it replaced, that I could say, "My filling came out while I was flossing."? It made me look like a star pupil. I didn't have to say, "I was eating rock candy" or "I was opening bottles with my teeth", it was great. I was praised for being so diligent in my hygiene (I kind of skipped the part about the jerky) and got my tooth fixed the next morning. Aside from the discomfort of the anesthetic and sitting in the dentist's chair, the visit to the dentist wasn't half bad.
Monday night I was burning the midnight oil at the office (as is my custom lately) with Marianella and we were snacking on supplies that we had stashed at the office. I was eating some beef jerky and I got a piece stuck in my teeth - very irritating. It drove me crazy the entire time I was at the office working. I got home and went straight to the bathroom drawer to grab the floss. I started flossing to get the offending piece of meat out of there and the floss kept getting stuck on what I thought was the jerky (is anyone grossed out yet?). So I took another piece of floss out and put it between my molars and pulled...and...POP! - out came...my filling!! It broke into two pieces. So I am standing there trying to assess the damage but I couldn't see very well and so I stuck my tongue up there and felt this hole where my filling was supposed to be.
I must say, I've never had anything like that happen, but how cool was it for me when I called Dr. Cammann the next day to get it replaced, that I could say, "My filling came out while I was flossing."? It made me look like a star pupil. I didn't have to say, "I was eating rock candy" or "I was opening bottles with my teeth", it was great. I was praised for being so diligent in my hygiene (I kind of skipped the part about the jerky) and got my tooth fixed the next morning. Aside from the discomfort of the anesthetic and sitting in the dentist's chair, the visit to the dentist wasn't half bad.
After a comment this morning from my buddy and blog goddess, Deb(o) that I should have a blog, and due to the fact that I had to get a user name just to comment on her blog (thus one step closer to actually having a blog), I have decided that some of the events in my life may actually be worth documenting. So here it is, my first official blog entry allowing basically anyone access to the inner workings of my twisted mind and life.
I am taking this momentous step fully realizing that no one may care and that these entries may only serve as a personal reminder of my perspective on my experiences, which is good, as my memory isn't all that great sometimes. I need all the reminders I can get.
So...WELCOME to Mikki's blog. I hope you find it entertaining.
I am taking this momentous step fully realizing that no one may care and that these entries may only serve as a personal reminder of my perspective on my experiences, which is good, as my memory isn't all that great sometimes. I need all the reminders I can get.
So...WELCOME to Mikki's blog. I hope you find it entertaining.
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