Thursday's thirteen: life with a temp. cap

Thursday’s thirteen: thirteen rules to live by when you have a temporary cap on your tooth.

1. Don’t even think of chewing gum, and bubble gun is definitely out! It’ll pull your temp. cap right off!


2. Don’t eat potato chips, popcorn and rolled Gold pretzels are definitely out. I just ate one on the wrong side, ow.


3. And on the subject of junk food; stay away from anything hard and crunchy, like jaw breakers. They break your teeth more than your jaw.


4. Eat soft food like creamed corn, cream soup or really well cooked potatoes.


5. If you nuke your food; a baked potato is okay, but just don’t put any soy bacon bits on it or you have a new experience in pain. Crunch ouch!


6. Forget ice cream or anything too cold or too hot.


7. And don’t forget to eat on the other side of your mouth from the temp. cap.


8. Good oral hygiene is your friend right now, especially if that’s how you got in this mess to begin with! Hey, not now! I was only bad about brushing when I was a kid.


9. Using sensadine tooth paste really helps.


10. Be careful when you floss, you can pull your cap right off, especially if you forget to slide it out to the side and pull it straight out like normal. Believe me this has happened . . . to me (an earlier cap).


11. Don’t grind your teeth, it hurts.


12. For Goodness’s sake don’t use a tooth pick. It not good for your gums and might flip that cap right off.


13. The thing I want to leave you with is this; your teeth are meant to last a life time, please take care of them. I didn’t when I was a kid and I’m paying for it now!

Back when I was a bad little girl and didn’t brush my teeth I ended up with huge fillings, which are now breaking my teeth, and causing me to have caps.
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This is my fifth temporary cap, and will be my fifth crown when I go back to the dentist next month.

Here the link

Here's the link to my new website though it really four webpages I linked together. I think that qualifies as a website?

Take a look and let me know what you think.

Thank God I got my blog back

I've been trying to work with Google and make up a nice website that was connected to my main blog.

But I think Google ate my blog.

I couldn't find it on Google apps or the site or in documents or any where.

Poof!

My lovely Lady Jan's home blog was gone.

But with much work I figured it out and now I have it back.

Yay!

I'll publish a link in a day or to and then you can check out my new site.

Aftrer "D" day Post

I'm all done at the dentist for three weeks, then I go back for my gold crown and a filling on the other side. More drilling yuck!

I still taste powered tooth and burned flesh in my mouth, and I ate and brushed my teeth since then. Double yuck!

BTW my dentist isn't denizen of hell, lol, he is a very nice man, about my own age but he looks younger than me--darn him.

A couple of years ago my husband told him I had a crush on him. I was so mortified. Could any thing be more embarrassing?

I could have strangled my hubby. I almost didn't go back because of that.

Well I almost forgot about my dear ol' hubby when the dentist talked to me for a while to help me calm down, and then gave me the novacaine.

I didn't feel a thing, thank God.

It's not his fault I just have this overriding fear of the dentist left over from childhood. I'm also a big baby when it come to needles. *shiver*

The only problem was the goo they use for the mold. I gagged making an ugly noise and had to yank it out of my mouth. Luckily I didn't sprew but I think I gave my dentist and his assistant a surprise.

LOL, I know they both jumped.

The mold was good so they didn't need to do it over.

I guess I was still thinking when I yanked it out and didn't pull so much yank as opened my mouth and lifted it off my teeth . . . very quickly though.

It wasn't a bad taste that made me choke (it tasted like plastic), but the feel of it near my gag threshold. It's moved up since I had a baby seventeen years ago and I still gag easy.

"D" day is tomorrow!!!

I have "The" dentist appointment tomorrow for my crown prep. and I have been nervous all day today.

I finally calmed down a bit when I sat down and read a book written by a friend of mine Brenda Weaver called Dragon Lord of Kells. That was a good way to while away a couple of hours.

Then at dinner time when I was cooking I took my time and made everything from scratch so I didn't have to think about anything but food prep. It was just steak, potatoes, carrots gravy (that was from a mix, okay not everything was from scatch), and some diced bell peppers and garlic to pour over the meat.

It come out pretty good, and there is plenty potatoes leftover so I can something soft to eat tomorrow after the dental work.

Ooh, I don't want to think about it.

Thursday's Thirteen: More on School Daze.

I know I already did a list of things for School, but tomorrow is D-day the first day of school. So I am doing a list of things I have to do to get my daughter off right for the first day of school.

FYI I have a teenage daughter.

1. Make sure she has a showers the night before school starts so I'm not banging on the door yelling, "Get out of there you going to be late!"



2. Get her in bed early so she won't drag for the first day of school.



3. Get some kind of breakfast food to temp her taste buds with, so when she's dosen't want to eat that early. I don't hear the words; "Mom, I'm not hungry yet."



4. Set alarm clock so I can get up, even though she has an alarm too. This way I can make sure she dosn't sleep through the alarm and I hear the famous line "The allarm didn't go off." Ha!



5. Make sure I go to bed at a dencent hour too.



6. Get up get dressed and get the daughter up.



7. Say, "hurry up" a hundred times.



8. Say, "Your going to be late" a couple of dozen times or more.



9. Say, "Did you remember Cell phone?"



10. Say, "Did you remeber your lunch money?"



11. Say, "Did you remember to pack everything you might need in your back pack?"



12. "Eat your breakfast!"



13. Then finally get the kid out the door in a timely manner so she isn't late to school. My husband will be taking her after spending the night on the graveyard shift.



14. Bonus: I can relax.

I blog a book for a friend

I blog a book for a new friend of mine, Brenda Weaver.

I blog it on my lady Jan's Library blog.

Go check it out.

Thursday's Thirteen: School Daze

Today's Thursday's thirteen has to do with getting my daughter ready for school. She will be a junior this year at high school. She was a transfer student to the new state of the art high school, but because she didn't do well in one subject she's back to the old school that I and her dad graduated from.

You know school sucks when . . . .

1. You have to buy new clothes that have to be on the okay'd list.
2. You have to buy school supplies; ie paper, folders, backpack, because there is no way your teen is going to wear the same backpack, etc from last year.
3. Getting a letter that our daughter either didn't turn in either; a. a text book, b. a library book, or c. a school item of some kind but they can't tell us which one that's for us to call the accounted to find out.
4. You call and account isn't there for two weeks, or just every time we call with in business hours.
5. Being told to be sure to register our daughter at school by the old(new) school, and being told by the new (old) school not until July 28th.
6. We called again and we find out registration is August 6th for the juniors, which we did today. Phew!
7. Then my husband finally got in touch with the accountant today, and had to do it face to face.
8. He found out one of my daughter's teachers was sick at the end of the school year, and we don't owe $50. after all.
9. Then the bad news is it's been so long since the end of the school year that we can't get her last grades that they were holding for the $50. dollars.
10. Paying for gym clothes when the ones last year still fit, but there from the other high school.
11. Writing a check way ahead of time for photo day, and praying you have the money in the bank by then.
12. Finding out that the year book is $70.00 and you need to buy it right now or the price will go up.
13. Realizing you just can't afford the $70.00 for the year book, on top of the new clothes, on top of the new school supplies and on top of everything your shelling out right now.

Ani-Jam '08

My daughter made this costume for the Anime-Jam.
It's Kon from the anime Bleach.

She worked real hard and made the whole thing by hand without a pantern, or a sewing machine.
Can you see her eyes?

There is a small round patch in the black that is screen over with toule, she can see through.

She won thrid place in the cosplay contest.

We're very proud of her.

I LOVE MY JOB . . .

(I found this on a forum, Jan~)

If you don't laugh out loud after you read this you are in a coma! This is
even funnier when you realize it's real! Next time you have a bad day at
work think of this guy.

Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana. He
performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs.

Below is an E-mail he sent to his sister. She then sent it to radio station
103.2 on FM dial in Ft. Wayne, Indiana, who was sponsoring a worst job
experience contest. Needless to say, she won.

Hi Sue,

Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother.

Last week I had a bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down
lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all.

Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few
technicalities of my job.

As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to the
office. It's a wet suit. This time of year the water is quite cool. So what
we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water
heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment sucks the water out of the sea. It
heats it to a delightful temperature. It then pumps it down to the diver
through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose. Now this sounds like
a darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints.

What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is take the hose and
stuff it down the back of my wet suit. This floods my whole suit with warm
water. It's like working in a Jacuzzi.

Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to itch.
So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. Within a few
seconds my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened.

The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit.

Now, since I don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to
it however, the crack of my butt was not as fortunate.

When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the
jellyfish into the crack of my butt.

I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His
instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with five other
divers, were all laughing hysterically.

Needless to say I aborted the dive. I was instructed to make three agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling thirty-five minutes before I could
reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression.

When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my butt as soon as I got in the chamber.

The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't poop for two days because my butt was swollen shut.

So, next time you're having a b ad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your butt.

Now repeat to yourself, "I love my job, I love my job, I love my job."

Now whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, is this a jellyfish bad day?

May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day!!!!!