Yesterday was Dentist Day.
Rob went in the morning...he just got a cleaning and a referral to an oral surgeon.
He goes Monday and I'm going with him.
My co-worker was on her honeymoon last week and she had a wind surfing accident and lost her front tooth...so she needs a new tooth.
My other co-worker's cat has a dental issue too.
I used to go for my cleanings every six months like clockwork but I have missed a few...it has been hanging over me....well, I got all scared yesterday because of all this dentist talk and booked a cleaning and got it done. I will only see one hygienist, I LOVE her. She was very happy to see me and said she had been thinking about me and hoping everything was ok.
I have perfect teeth. Never a single cavity in my whole life. Lots of orthodontic work but otherwise my teeth are fabulous. I'm nuts about my teeth- they make up for my eyes. My teeth looked so fantastic in the x-rays and I made sure to mention it to everyone at the dentist office. Everything is fine and I'm glad I got it done.
I didn't paint but-! I thought about it and I primed some paper. This is Strathmore watercolor paper with some nice Colourfix pastel primer. They are 5x7s.....sometimes a small painting that can be done in one sitting is better than working on a larger project. I was only going to prime one but a second sheet was stuck underneath and I got primer on it...so it got primed too.
Blue Primed Papers!
I think Daya might be on the verge of starting her cycle....which really makes sense as to why she has been so miserable and unstable. Of course I explained this to her but she rejects everything I say. She doesn't believe me. There is no convincing her.
She asked if cravings are normal, I said what are you craving? She said sweet stuff. I asked, chocolate? And she said YES. I said, "Daya, why do you think I have a chocolate drawer?" and she gave me a hug.
She has been having some issues with her friends (a huge contributor to the misery) and she talked it out with one of them yesterday...so I hope she starts feeling better. I'm proud of her for doing that- it is a mature and brave thing to do.
Jackie said that right before her daughter started her cycle it was horrible...just awful...and then it got a little better.
I hope it gets better.