I went to the dentist's office yesterday as step one in getting a mouth guard (to counter my nocturnal teeth grinding). They wanted to make some impressions of my teeth. The lady there had some horseshoe-shaped steel plates that she put rubbery stuff in and stuck on my teeth. She put a couple of plates in my mouth, but they were too big. She had to leave the room to get some smaller ones. She was still talking to me from the hall, "I've never had to use these before...we're getting into kids' territory here." Apparently, my mouth is a size fourteen, so if anyone says that I have a big mouth...I don't! And I've got the dental records to prove it...
She asked if I had had braces, and I told her yes. She asked when they had come off and I told her they were taken off when I was thirteen or fourteen. She nodded and fiddled with the plates. I told her that I've seen my son's X-rays and he will need braces too--his teeth are exactly like mine were, right down to the impacted eyeteeth. She sounded a little surprised and asked how old my son was. I told her eight and she looked really surprised. She asked "How old are you?" I had to think, because that number changes every year, and really who can remember? "Forty-two." You think I'd remember that. She stared for a minute and said that when I told her the braces came off when I was fourteen, she assumed that that had been five or so years ago.
I told her that I get my youthful appearance from my mother. Sure, it's great now, but when I really was eighteen or nineteen, the only person that wanted to date me was that creepy old guy at the mall...
So they got the impressions of my teeth, and next week I go in to get the guard.
From the dentist's office to Target. I had made chickpea burgers for supper the night before and my blender died. So I got a new one, and while I was there, I got a juicer too. The juicer is very popular on
You Are What You Eat. The chickpea burger recipe is on the link. I also got some of those hooks that stick to the wall but can be removed without damaging it. Corey put them down on kid level so that the kids can hang up their coats by themselves instead of trying to reach the hooks on the coat stand. They were both pleased.
And I did my exercising in the afternoon, which isn't any more fun later in the day.
All in all, a busy day.