Hereditary Talons

This morning my boys had their semi-annual teeth cleaning. None of them had cavities!

On the way home, Evan was playing with his dino flosser and got it stuck between two molars. I tried to pry it out for him, and guess what popped out. A freaking filling! So - we get to go back to the dentist tomorrow. He's not in pain, and I think it's a baby tooth that should fall out soon. I'm hoping he can just live with the hole.

So - the other fun thing we found this morning is that Griffin's got a talon tooth. Do you know what that is? Well, it's where there's a talon-shaped tooth that either comes in between the front incisors or it attaches to the back of one.

Here's the deal: my dad had one...

AND - So did I.

Mine was attached to the back of my right incisor - the baby tooth version. I didn't think about that until the dentist said Griffin's could attach to the back of his tooth. I immediately remembered running my tongue over that bump. I swear that I held onto that tooth, but I've just searched everywhere I thought it would be, and nada.

It showed up on the xray they do to see whether he's got all his permanent teeth. So - we get to wait until it comes in to find out where it is.

It's a fitting feature for my Griffin... because you know what a griffin is, right?

The griffin, griffon, or gryphon (Greek: γρύφων, grýphōn, or γρύπων, grýpōn; Latin: gryphus) is a legendary creature with the body of a lion and the head and wings of an eagle. As the lion was traditionally considered the king of the beasts and the eagle was the king of the birds, the griffin was thought to be an especially powerful and majestic creature. Griffins are normally known for guarding treasure and well valued priceless possession.

Thanks wikipedia...

One Sweet Ride

This is a photo of my dad and his two baby girls.

I'm the one with pigtails...

Can you name the make, model, and year of the other one?

There's a sad story about the end of my dad's ownership of that sweet ride.

Apparently one of his baby girls couldn't keep her little digits off the windows of the other.

This drove him

C R A Z Y!!!

When prized son came along, the sweet ride had to go -

didn't quite fit the family man image I suppose.

Well, someone came to give sweet ride a test drive.

AND NEVER CAME BACK!!!

That's it - took the car - and drove off into the sunset.

Can

you

imagine?!

But look what my dad got in exchange...

That's a 2-door, 1976, 3-on-the-tree, Ford Granda folks!

With white walls no less...

It's what I learned to drive.

It's the car I drove into the Taco Bell sign

AND

t-boned into a guy in the University Mall parking lot.

I totalled the guy's brand new truck (he'd bought it that morning),

and the Granada's bumper wasn't even dented.

I wish I could say that I loved that car like I'm sure my dad loved that sweet ride.

Numb Nose

Oh the diva fit that I am pitching!

I've been gone most of the day, and my boys have had enough of each other. One of them is tired and needs to go to sleep, while another is dry heaving and complaining that he's cold. So not good.

My neighbor is getting married tomorrow, and Jon and I get to go to the ceremony sans male progeny. I am so excited! I'm also excited to dance with same male progeny at the reception, but I'm looking forward to some afternoon romance with my man.

I had to get a cavity filled today, and my upper lip is nearly numb to my eye. The bulbous part of my nose isn't numb - just the bottom part that is my lip. You know that quilting woman - Nancy Zieman? - well, that's what I've looked like all afternoon. I've drooled, and I've had snot running out of my nose without me knowing it. Again - so not good.

Didn't get to do my temple service this evening because we were 10 minutes later than what they typically allow. Didn't go over so well with me. I was a bit peeved with my man I talked about up there ^ because he got home from work late.


I didn't get to eat dinner because I wasn't in the mood to try with a numb lip before the temple deal, and I was upset afterward because I felt like being upset. So now it's 10:23 pm. I'm hungry, ornery, and really jonesing for a Diet Coke - which I won't drink because it's too late. My man offered to make me a potsticker, but the thought of the belched-up flavor afterward has me doing those dry heaves.


We had one of those insulation companies come in and up the R-factor in our attic - then they get the rebate checks from Questar and RMP ya know? Well, I KNOW that I've got that RMP check around here somewhere. I put it somewhere safe so that I could just grab it and give it to them. They came tonight to pick it up and guess what... NO CHECK!!! If I have to pay them I'm going to go C-R-A-Z-Y!!! I was running around asking my guys for help, and do you know what they all did? They left! They went outside or to the neighbor's or to the basement.

So I did what any sane diva would do. I quit looking for the check and played a couple of levels of Sorority Life on Facebook. Because that's so fulfilling and productive...

Do you see how this Diva stuff comes on?! Sheesh. Now how am I supposed to get to sleep so that tomorrow can be a better day?

Eeyore's got nothing on me.