Tuesday, February 9, 2010
It's times like these that I'm glad I am a woman and free from the shackles of snow shoveling. My father and and younger sibling, on the other hand, are a bunch of suckers. Lost power all of Saturday and didn't accomplish much aside from whining and being cold. But for the first time ever, our family sat around the kitchen table (flashlights pointed at food) without the distractions of the evenings news or laptops or crossword puzzles. At one point, my mom went nuts and started lighting candles in the most obscure corners of the house. And there was my dad, following closely behind and blowing them out faster than she could re-light them. She eventually gave up and we all decided to play a nice, civil game of Scattergories. My dad and little brother are suspiciously good at this game..........must investigate further.
Letter: "L" - "Things found at a circus"
Matt: Losers. Who goes to circuses anyways?
Went in for a teeth cleaning last week and found out I've been brushing/flossing incorrectly my entire life. Inconceivable. My new dentist took one look and said, "Let me guess....you brush your teeth like a monkey" and proceeded to correct my toothbrush grip and brushing motions. I'm kind of upset that my childhood dentist never said anything to me about this....it's as if she was setting me up for failure. Anyways, I've decided my new dentist totally rocks based on his tooth brushing instructions, cool x-ray bibs, quirky sense of humor, and extensive collection of Star Trek models.
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