Snaggle Tooth

My dentist advised I'm experiencing another wonderful benefit of aging--my teeth are all moving toward the center, giving me a snaggle tooth appearance. My last encounter with orthodontics left much to be desired, but maybe I'll get luckier this time. At least the last one left me with a funny story.
     About six months into my previous treatment, which required a hefty down payment, I noticed my bite didn't match. When I mentioned this to the orthodontist, he explained in a rather pedantic tone that I could either have straight teeth or a bite, but not both. I set out to obtain a second and third opinion, and possible validation for recourse if Dr. X would not refund my money.
     On the day of my appointment for the first consultation, I ran into road construction. When two lanes narrowed down to one, drivers began the every-other-car routine. The car next to me went, then I attempted to go, but another driver cut in. As it was my turn, I pushed to stay in place, but when fenders came within inches, I gave way. I looked at the female driver, held my palm up and said, "Go ahead." She flipped me off! I fumed, but slipped in behind her.  As the construction cleared, I lost sight of Ms. In a Hurry, but saw her car when I turned into the orthodontist's lot. When I entered the building, there she sat at the reception desk, smiling like she'd never seen me before. 
     Oh, and just for the record, both the second and third opinion doctors said my orthodontist was wrong and should refund my down payment. Would they put it in writing? "Well, ah, well, you see, ah, I don't think I'd feel comfortable doing that."
     So, perhaps I'll be a snaggle tooth until I find a GREAT orthodontist!

Lyn-Duh!

The cold I've had is losing its grip, hallelujah! so after today I'm hopeful I can get back to my Tuesday/Saturday post schedule.
     Everyone loves a laugh, but how many of us love laughing at ourselves??? Not me, but some of the stuff I do is too dumb to keep. Here are some recent examples:

1. I broke the cardinal rule of turning while driving last week: look right twice, and left once. I looked right--NO cars anywhere in sight. Looked left--several cars two blocks away. I started making my left turn and out of nowhere a pickup truck appeared in front of me, from the right! I have no idea where that guy came from! We both stopped (several feet from point of impact), but instead of completing his turn (he DID have the right of way), the pickup driver just sat and glared at me. I know I was in the wrong, but what was I supposed to do at that point?? A car had pulled up behind me--I couldn't go back; the pickup blocked a right turn, and the cars from the left were approaching. Finally I just stepped on the gas and continued my left turn, while the pickup driver sat blocking at least one of the lanes for the approaching vehicles. Perhaps I scared the begebbers out of him and it took a while to get his shaking hands under control. Since there were no screeching tires, no horns, no contact, I didn't pull over after I completed the turn, wishing instead to just slither away with my lesson learned. If you're reading this pickup driver, I'm sorry!
2. Same night ( I guess you could call this a bad day!). I set out my night pills and stored my morning pills in a little container. Then I opened the container, swallowed the morning pills and stood looking at the night pills on the counter! Hopefully they all worked out which way they were supposed to go and when, because I'm still here. Come to think of it, that was the day this cold started...
3. The second Thursday of every month is a set date with some of my friends--so set that occasionally I don't mark it on the calendar. Big mistake. When another invitation came along this week, I accepted--after all there was nothing on the calendar! DUH!!! (See my mother knew what I'd be like when she named me!)

Well. I guess I've shared enough humiliation for today. Besides, I need to go check on Mike in the other room. I can hear him saying (rather loudly) "No!" Help!" Operator!" "Help!" "I need help!" to his phone. Must be one of those annoying voice recognition answering systems. :}

A New Post

     No post Saturday. No post Sunday, and only a very short post today before I head back to bed. Last week a virus attacked me leaving me with a sore throat, head and body aches, the whole gamut of a drippy, stuffy nose (how can it do both at the same time!!??), coughs and sneezes--plus my belly doesn't feel well either. I swear this developed because my mother introduced me as her sister (!!) last week and my immune system shattered from the shock.
     So. Now that I've said hi, I'm off to bed again. Hopefully I'll be able to post some "Lyn-duhs" tomorrow.

PS. My mother-in-law, Maralyn, told me she has the same thing--and has had for two weeks!! If I'm not better in a week, will someone please come shoot me??