So, not too much has been going on, been working out like a madwoman, going to school and running various errands at any given time with either one or both kids in tow. Nolan's about to be 2 years old at the end of the month... where oh where does the time go? Seth is turning 9 months next week. Craziness.
I went in this week for another attempt at a root canal in the same troublesome tooth... but of course it was one thing after another that ended w/ me leaving w/out my root canal. Dammit. First the nitrous was acting wierd, then it all out stopped. So that pretty much SUCKED. Then after I had sat in the chair for TWO FUCKING HOURS... (granted, most of it was while I was buzzing off the nitrous), they tried to start the root canal and it was like being zapped by electricity. Needless to say I screamed. I think I irritate the dentist... I'm not sure, he's not a man of many words, but what dentist's are? But the whole thing w/ me not being able to get numb ... I get the feeling that he gets exasperated w/ me. It's not my fault! I'd rather be numb and get the whole thing done and over with. gah. So this was on Tuesday, it is now Thursday afternoon and I STILL have dental mouth... all I can taste is the temporary cement they put on top of my tooth.
You know, it's 2007... we can figure out how to digitally enhance everything from sound to pictures to movies... we can walk on the moon, send instant messages to fucking China for God's sake... WHY OH WHY can't they figure out how to 1. make a temporary cement that has no taste and 2. figure out how to fix this kind of shit w/ lasers. they can peel back your damn iris and shoot lasers in your eye to give you perfect vision... where are my lasers for perfect teeth?!
I really hate the dental mouth taste. Seriously. Next to the drilling and scraping and overall misery that is the Dentist office... the taste is the thing that stays with me and that I loathe more than anything. Well, almost.
Mister Blister has now figured out which of his hot wheels is the Jeep and walks around saying "zheep! zheep!" and knows which one is the volkswagen bug too, "hebbie, hebbie" heh. He is now telling me when he's gone #2 in his diaper, though he's not always happy about having his diaper changed... and when he peed in the tub last week he stopped and said "pee pee"... I'm taking this to be a good sign! perhaps we should get a potty.
Sethy has cut one bottom tooth and is working on the second one. The sun still rises and sets on Nolan as far as he's concerned, and they pass the time together with Nolan dangling toys out in front of him, and just when Seth reaches for them... he pulls them back and screeches in his face. so charming.But he has learned to share, most notably his raisins and marshmallows... which scared the living SHIT out of us.
anyhoo, how about some new pics? (some are old, I admit it)
apparently he's discovered my blog