Smile Pretty

I went to the dentist today and got a glowing report card.  I even got a "Wow, those are some beautiful teeth!" from the dentist himself.

This is only noteworthy and highly amusing to me because of my checkered dental past.  Before I had braces (which was at the ripe young age of 16), I had teeth the size of mini chicklets (from grinding the ever living sh*t out of them), an under bite, a grey tooth (??), an extra tooth, and 8 baby teeth that had to be forcibly removed when I was 15.  In case you ever wondered what it felt like when the 18 year life guard you have had a crush on for 5 years asks you if you got hit in the mouth by a baseball, it's a little like being punched in the gut...if the person punching you is really hot.  And if you're an awkward 15 year old.

 

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This only goes to show that by brushing and flossing, and getting braces at the most awkward age possible, thus ensuring that you will never stop wearing your retainers for fear of going back to the orthodontist, you can really come a long way in the dental world.  Once I was a cavity riddled child with a grinding problem.  Now I'm a beautiful butterfly with one root canal, one crown, 6+ fillings/sealants, and a bright future ahead of me.  That I can smile at!

Awkward Therapy

I've been going to a Physical  Therapist of late who is truly wonderful and nice and is actually helping!  Remember when I went to the chiropractor for my persistent hip and back pain?  Yeah, well, that didn't work.  Shocking, right!?

 

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The only thing that is awkward about my Physical Therapist, besides the fact that I am the only person in the office under 50 and not there for hip replacement rehabilitation, is that we have exact opposite senses of humor. 

 

He is a very wholesome 50-60 something man who makes jokes about things that I have literally never even heard of.  I'm imagining that he is to me what Will and Grace is to a straight man (i.e., does not translate.  At all). 

 

That's totally fine except for the fact that his jokes are not rhetorical.  He will make a joke that I totally don't get (talk radio for example), then instead of allowing me to give him a courtesy laugh and move on, he will say something like, "Do you know what I mean?"  And then I just have to say no.  And then intense awkwardness ensues. 

 

It doesn't help that while we are having these awkward conversations I'm twisting a broom stick over my head and sweating through my work shirt.  (I've been going during lunch and going straight back to work.)  On a side note, yesterday he actually asked me, "Do you actually wear that to work or do you have some more professional shoes that you put on after you leave?"  I really wear this to work.  But apparently I should rethink my footwear!

 

On the bright side, it's helping!  I haven't had pain all week which is a small miracle to me.  And he is one of the nicest people I've ever met and I love him so much for making me feel better.  If only we could giggle about the same things!

Ice Cream Sundays - Dublin Mudslide

This week's flavor was definitely unique.  The Irish Cream Liqueur Ice Cream was something I'd never tried before in any capacity, and it was so good!

 

My favorite part, however, were the pieces of Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cookies scattered throughout the ice cream.  You can never go wrong with miscellaneous chocolate chunks of any sort.

 

I have to admit, I didn't taste anything coffee-esque in the flavor (the description alleges that there is a coffee fudge swirl), but I didn't even miss it because the Irish Cream Liqueur ice cream base was so delicious and new to me.

 

Good eatin' to ya lassies!   Or is that Scottish...either way, it's ice cream and it's good.

 

Summary:

 

Flavors Tried - 28

 

Favorite Flavor - Mint Chocolate Cookie

Coffee, Coffee Everywhere and Too Many Drops to Drink

Dunkin Donuts has really put me on an emotional roller coaster of late.

 

In my half-assed effort to stop drinking caffeine, I decided to splurge last week on an iced-coffee when I was feeling like I needed to treat myself.  It was no big deal, really, because it was just this once.  I could quit any time I wanted too.  Promise.

 

 

And then I got hit with this bad boy.

Oh and this cup is also humongous.

 

Great...So maybe I'll quit caffeine on 1/1/13. 

 

Yesterday I decided to treat myself again.  But this time it was decaf so I had no shame in my game...And then I saw these in the store.

 

 

 

Whoever thought of the marketing ploy to get people to go IN the store because of the $1.49 re-usable plastic cup deal and then be tempted by the $14 "Limited Time" K-cups deserves an award for trickery.  I'm not even mad that I fell for it, that's genius!

Like a coffee Puma to it's prey, the barista behind the counter noticed my vulnerability to this seasonal delight and promised me that "they are going fast".  Naturally, I bought a pack.  So not only does that delay my quit-date by at least 12 days (12 in a box), it also made my $1.49 coffee cost about $14.  How's that for an ass-backwards attempt at self-control?

 

Oh well, at least K-Cups have no calories, right?   Right??  Oh sweet Jesus, I'ma need to Google that.

Head Scratcher

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I just realized that the directions for a vitamin I take says, "Take once a day, in between or with meals".   Wouldn't that just be anytime, ever?

 

At least they are easy directions to follow!

Will Walk for Money

The only thing more awkward than standing in the drive-up ATM line behind cars is doing so when there is a perfectly good walk-up ATM around the corner that is not even being used.

 

Maybe he's addicted to fumes?

Awkward

Kudos on the sweet jorts.