Tuesday, December 25, 2012
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Sunday, July 22, 2012
Besides the normal fun, laziness, trips, and leisure that the summer brings with it, this summer has also been...
(cue oppressive music. DUN DUN DUN...)
The summer of THE TOOTH.
My very back bottom molar tooth.
I think the dentist likes to call it #18. I'll call her "Pearl".
I've become very attached to her and she really makes chewing food enjoyable.
You see, Pearl has a mind of her own. She has a serious condition that the dental community likes to call "Internal Resorption".
Yikes. Sounds kind of scary.
Yeah, it is kind of scary.
This tooth of mine that I've had in my mouth for around 33 years has decided that she wants to "eat herself" from the inside out.
That's not good, people. Not good at all.
It means that my beloved tooth will eventually be a hollow shell of herself.
And that's not good, people. Not good at all.
Because, you need that very back molar. And if it's a hollow shell it's not good for much of anything. (Except for chipping and falling out of my mouth like little broken pieces of chalk.) yuck.
(Cue violin music playing "My Heart Bleeds for You.")
Long story short, I went to the dentist, had to go to an endodontist, went back to the endodontist, had a partial root canal with lots and lots of numbing novacaine, was saddened to hear that my tooth wouldn't be able to be saved (GASP), got another opinion from another dentist, and still another opinion from another dentist (Thanks, Nick :)), had my partial root canal finished, and now, I'm waiting for "Pearl" to stop being a spoiled rotten brat. Yep, she's killing me. Giving me jawaches, pain, headaches, and overall discomfort. Where.Is.The.Love? We've been together for 33 years!
I'll show her though. I'll go back in to the dentist, get numb AGAIN, receive my treatment, have her ground down to a nub, and get a beautiful, gleaming, shiny, porcelain crown veneer. That no one can see. Because it's in the far recesses of my mouth. Sheesh.
I think I'll name her "Cubic Zirconium."
Posted by The Ball Babies at 7:44 PM
Friday, June 15, 2012
It's just Payton and me tonight. The girls and Bill have gone to play like they are homeless about 1.5 hours away. (AKA Camping) Blechy.Yucky.No-thank-you-very-much. Oh, well, Pate and I weren't invited anyway since this camp out was only for fathers and daughters.
Typical for Payton and me when we are by ourselves, we head on over to The Sizzler and grab us up some overpriced grub. He: the steak and unlimited, deep fried, minuscule, baby shrimp complete with fries, his beloved cheese toast, and a frosty Dr. Pepper. Me: the salad bar of course. Tonight I was definitely tempted to snag an avocado or two and plant them in my purse for future guac, but I resisted and just went with my three platefuls of salad. Yep, 3 I tell you. Surprisingly delicious, this trip with minimum Nascar loving, plaid flannel shirt wearing, tattoo commenting, lumberjack looking patrons.
Aaaaanyway, on with the updating. Heaven knows I'm doing this for my family's benefit so I need to keep documenting and writing my rememberings down for future Ball's!
Easter this year was a vast improvement from previous years. I actually went to the store, bought a variety of candy, purchased small gifts for each child, and put everything out for display on the kitchen table Easter morning. What? I know that's what your typical Easter entails, but for some reason, Easter always creeps up on me and before I know it, there are only circus peanuts and peachy rings as the candies of choice. And, hey, at least I didn't just buy each kid a bag of candy and call it good like in 2009. (Still trying to forget that year...)
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Thursday, June 14, 2012
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Tuesday, June 12, 2012
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Tuesday, February 21, 2012
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Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Why is it that I cannot bring myself to delete certain pictures off my camera? Sheesh. I go to take a picture and my crappy little camera tells me "not enough memory space".
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Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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