One thing I don't remember doing much of as a kid was playing princess...I was far more interested in playing Star Wars, or rounding up the neighbourhood kids and directing them in a made-up play or something. Or climbing on the roof. (Ummm...drove by that old house when I was home last and had another look at that roof...Sorry 'bout that, Mom!)
But today was a special day! I get to make up for that lack of princess-hood. Today I learned that I'm about to get my very own crown. In fact, I'm so fantabulous, I get two!
Yeah, I sure do love my dentist. My new one, that is. It's been five years since we've had dental insurance (that we've bothered to use...oops!) - since we left the Kootenays. So I went for a check-up and cleaning today. I also need three fillings. He's going to put them all in on the same day. Two on one side of my mouth, and one on the other. That should be all I need to perfect my squirrel impression! Coz you know, that's in the top two of my List Of Things to Do Before I Die.
But they did send me home with some new dental floss....one of those little teeny ones that will fit perfectly in my knitting notions pouch, for lo, I am a believer in the goodness that is a lifeline.
He asked, of course, if I floss regularly. I told the truth: I use floss quite often. For my knitting. He was...nonplussed. I refrained from the next obvious step: a lecture on the True Destiny of Ziploc Bags. He did have sharp pointy things in my mouth at the time.
I think I swallowed some of the flouride. I'm feeling kind of queasy. And I had to spit a lot on the way home. Gross!