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Tuesday, Nov. 22, 2005 @ 1:35 pm
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The dentist went about as expected. Warren has great teeth, they are perfectly straight and where they are supposed to be. He has little to no tarter and they are very healthy. He has the beginning of a small cavity on one back tooth, but it is not big enough to need filling, so we are going the sealant route instead. Lucky boy, as long as he keeps up the brushing and flossing and lays off the soda he will be fine.

His mother on the other hand, will be helping the good doctor build a second house. While my bones are good and my teeth are saveable, I will eventually have enough metal and ceramic in my mouth to play fun with airport security everywhere, (okay slight exaggeration on that last one). I don't yet have periodontal disease, but I do have some nasty gingivitis. Looks like numerous fillings, and at least two crowns are in my future (don't you wish you were me). I also have this nasty prescription mouth wash, that I have to use everyday for two weeks. It smells like medicated peppermint, and according to the warnings it may make food taste like shit. (just what I want before one of the biggest meals of the year). At 8 bucks for 16 ounces it ain't cheap either. Two days after Christmas I go back to get more holes drilled in my head, like I really need that. Yes boys and girls, what your mother told you is true, too much soda will come to kick you in the ass, no matter how good it tastes, no matter how much the caffiene keeps you from going psychotic in the morning. I am my own worst enemy.

My dentist is a really nice guy, it seems he is from near my home town. I'm not sure if that is a good thing or not. At least I'm ahead of my mom, who has had false teeth since she was about 16 or so. My grandparents had way more kids than money, food and shelter were hard enough to keep up with, dental care was a luxury they couldn't afford.

I have my Turkey day shopping done. I just have to bake the pumpkin pie and hide it from Warren (just like I had to hide the Redi-Whip, and the olives). Than I have to make my cranberries, and figure out what else I am going to make. Anything to keep me from actually doing the cleaning this place needs. On the brightside, I have four whole days off from work in a row, and Warren has a four day weekend also. I can't remember the last time we had that much time together. I wonder if we can spend that much time together without killing each other.

I love my son, but some days he just drives me insane. ODD kids invented the skill of pushing buttons and manipulating thier way. Most of the time he is a fairly good kid, but there are days when I seriously wish I could stop being a mother just for a day or so, especially on the days when I get called to come to the school because my son had breakdown and just cussed out the principal in a manner that would have a 20 year prison veteran blush. It isn't because he isn't disiplined, or doesn't know right from wrong. He knows. But when he gets angry, it is like another being over takes him, and logic goes sailing out the window. It isn't hard to figure out why some people in my position take up drinking for a hobby. If I could handle my alcohol I would, but my tolerance is so low I get wasted on a spoon of vanilla extract. Okay not really, but damn near.

Warren and Jasper are up to thier eyeballs in Breakout, so I am off to make my Turkey Day goodies.


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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.