Holiday Weekend In Review (Cliff Notes version)
Saturday: I cracked my front tooth trying to rip open a plastic packet of pickled ginger.
Damn supermarket sushi!
Sunday: Either a lightning strike or high winds took a huge chunk out of a beautiful tree in front of our house.
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Looks like lightning on our tree.........but three other trees on our street also got ripped apart...
...including one that took out its frustration on a minivan.
The wrath of god! (How else could you explain a minivan getting whacked?)
Monday: Dijareedoo!
What? You didn't have a dijareedoo at your Memorial Day picnic?
Pity.
posted by Cyn @ 9:20 PM
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Ooooh, your tooth! Man, that was one evil packet, eh? You'll have to invent a better story to explain what happened. "It was a bar fight. I insulted a biker, he took a swing at me, I took a swing at him... then, the chains came out. You know how it goes..."
We very briefly got the high winds and thundering rain here, too. Most of the damage happened in Virginia. My lights just flickered for a while. Shame it couldn't have brought down your neighbor's lovely poles and netting, eh?
The worst thing regarding the tooth -- it took the dentist FOUR tries to get the bonding right.
She doesn't quite seem to get the concept that the two front teeth are supposed to match each other. Two days later, my gums still are raw from my 90 minutes in the chair.
Maybe I have the weirdest shaped teeth ever. Or maybe I should be getting a new dentist. (Somewhere back in my blog archive is a post from when she first re-did the bonding about a year ago...I think it took her only two times that one.)
While she was misshaping my tooth, the dentist and hygentist were talking about someone they knew whose house got hit by lightning (and burned down) the same night we had our tree incident. We completely consider ourselves lucky...
It didn't seem at first like that bad a storm...then I heard the wind make this weird rushing sound -- which scared the heck out of me. Still, I felt stupid when I went upstairs and got my girls out of bed and brought them into an interior room downstairs(only the second time I've ever done that in 10 years.)
Of course, my manly husband went outside in the midst of all this (well, he did check the weather channel first to make sure there wasn't a tornado...) and he saw the tree ripped apart -- but we didn't know about the rest of the neighborhood until the next morning when he went to chainsaw the darn thing up so he could move it (again, very manly.)
Anyway, during the storm when he went outside, my youngest yelled to him, "Daddy -- don't go out! I don't want you to be dead! Who would babysit us when Mommy has to work?"
I'm behind reading your posts, and now see you're back from internet-withdrawal. I often rip open plastic packages with my teeth. They shouldn't make packaging that difficult. I suppose I'll have to wait until I have scissors or knife handy, now. Sigh. Hope the new bonding's working NOW.
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