Because someone else might benefit from my carelessness, I’m sharing what happened to me yesterday morning. Yesterday morning, I could have easily burned my house down. With a candle. You know… Read more >
Oh my goodness
Have you ever seen that episode of Gunsmoke called “Hard Luck Henry”? What happens is, Hard Luck Henry Haggens shows up in Dodge needing help from his cousin Festus, and… Read more >
One of the things that makes me most proud is Alyssa’s love of reading. When school is in session, she usually has two books going at once — one that… Read more >
Matthew forces me outside my comfort zone all the time. He has more of a gung-ho personality, and I have more of a not so much gung-ho personality.
Matt: Let’s move to the Florida Keys.
Me: But what kind of jobs would we get and where would we live and what kind of school system do they have and oh. my. goodness. They have hurricanes.
Once when I was 13, we made stops at five different McDonald’s on a trip from Virginia to Michigan. The golden arches have always called my name.
My culinary tastes have grown as I’ve gotten older, but if I’m on the road and need coffee, a quick bite, or just a bathroom break, McDonald’s is still my go-to fast food joint.
But McDonald’s and I, we’re on a steep downhill slide because I detest two-lane drive-thrus.
Last year, for the entire month of December and part of January my mouth was wired shut because I had jaw surgery.
It was a little inconvenient for me because we go to the beach each year during the week between Christmas and New Year’s. But even though I was wired shut, on a liquid diet, and my doctor strongly advised against it, I went anyway.
A few weeks ago, I had implant surgery. No, not that kind of implants. Dental implants. It was done in the surgeon’s office, with some count-backwards-put-you-completely-out general anesthesia. Before they… Read more >
Last Thursday I had a terrible day.
It actually really began on Wednesday when my orthodontist said I was ready for my jaw-breaking surgery. (This was a good thing since it is the first required step to getting two missing teeth replaced). But then minutes later, an x-ray showed that I did NOT have enough room for an implant; the root was NOT diverging; and it was possible that I had an abscess. The short story there? I was NOT ready to have surgery.
If you’ve ever been toothless for three years, then you know what a blow that was.