I have been grinding my teeth in my sleep at night a lot lately. Joe says it sounds like I'm chewing on marbles. I have dreams that my teeth are falling out. It's not so much a problem when I wear my retainers, but sometimes I forget. Like when we go out of town. So anyways, I've got a mouth full of cavities now. Blerg. (Joe says that's not a real word, but Tina Fey makes it sound funny. So he he can "eat my poo".) My dentist is in Topeka, so I practically spent the whole last week there having dental appointments. Joe was out of town anyways, so at least I got to hang with the fam. My dad is an orthodontist in Topeka, and my bro and sis work for him and live with him for the time being. And, yes, that does make me feel a little left out. But I mask any hurt feelings with an air of superiority over them for being too old to still live at home. Hanging at my dad's is not so bad though because Mindy and I can watch AMC (He has cable!) old movies and knit together. Plus my dad is weird and hilarious, and I like being around him.
So I had some time between appointments to kill while I was there, and I went to my favorite antique store. It's so pretty I want to live there. I never buy anything though. Overpriced. Plus Joe doesn't like me bringing home nick-knacks. Too granny, he says. He reigns in my granny tendencies. I'll get there in due time. Then I can have all the nick-knacks I want. My defense will be, "But I AM a granny!" There's no arguing with that.
Posted by jenny gordy