I was in Connecticut last week on a business trip. When I left Nashville, it was approximately 110 degrees. When I arrived in Connecticut, it was approximately 80 degrees. The conference room where I spent the majority of my time … Continue reading
I am writing this with Crest White Strips on my teeth. I find them very uncomfortable so I decided to distract myself by blogging.
I’m not sure why these white strips are so problematic for me, but I have an awful time getting them to stick to my teeth. I have to avoid talking or closing my mouth when I have them on or else they seem to lose their grip on my chompers.
To help with issue, I have started using a paper towel to remove as much moisture as possible from my teeth before I put on the white strips. If you’ve never tried this before, I would recommend it just to see what it’s like. It is a very bizarre feeling.
I’ve taken a poll among family and friends and it seems as though I am the only one who has such difficulty with this teeth whitening process.
I guess my teeth are shaped funny.
I know that makes me sound quite attractive, so I would just like to clarify that I had braces and my teeth are straight. I don’t look like a jack-o-lantern.
I really detest these white strips.
On the bright side, they are preventing me from eating, which I’ve already done enough of today.
I really want some chocolate.
Ding.
My 30 minutes is up. I can’t wait to pull these things off.
My teeth had better be so sparkly by next week that you need sunglasses to look at me.
Y’all come back,
Sugarlump
During the great heat wave of Summer 2012 in the South, we experienced some very interesting moons. I still have yet to figure out how to take a night photo with my real camera. If anyone has any suggestions or … Continue reading
Gus takes his bed very seriously. And, therefore, he takes sleeping very seriously. Although this is clearly in the middle of the day during one of Gus’ 5 naps, this is the same way he behaves when it is time … Continue reading
Here is the garden after weeks and weeks without rain. Amazingly, the beans are vining, however, they are not nearly as full as past years and have not produced many beans. Usually by this point in the season, the vines … Continue reading
For the 4th of July, Eugene and I headed to Burkesville to see our extended family. As we went to bed on Tuesday night out in the country, we couldn’t help but notice how loud the crickets were. It’s funny … Continue reading
On Saturday, day 2 of the family visit, we began with a nice breakfast at Meridee’s in downtown Franklin. Apparently we weren’t the only ones with that idea because the place was packed. But, it was delish as usual. We … Continue reading
I haven’t posted much this past week as I have been a tad busy with out-of-town guests (my immediate family), visiting my grandparents in Kentucky, picking beans out of the garden, making potato and chicken salad (clarification: potato salad and chicken salad, not salad with chicken and potatoes. That would be weird.), cleaning up my house, drinking enough water to match the rate at which I am sweating it out due to the triple digit heat wave, breaking up and shelling beans to put up, wrangling my cats, watching the clouds, working at my day job, watering my scorched container garden, sending thank you notes, catching up on recorded reruns of Pioneer Woman, tracking severe weather across the U.S., and remembering my name.
It has been quite a week, but a good one.
I had Mexican food for dinner Friday, Sunday and Monday nights.
I repeat: It was a good week.
It was also nice to see my family. We tend to have some good laughs when we’re together.
The fun began when my sister drove down from Lexington and we picked up my parents at the airport the Friday before last.
Getting down to business, we drove straight to Mexican Restaurant #1 for dinner.
My Dad ordered a large Margarita, which was served in what seemed to be a punch bowl with a stem.
I had taken a few minutes to decide what kind of drink I wanted and I was telling the waitress that I would like a strawberry daiquiri as my Dad’s water basin of a drink arrived.
The waitress then asked me what size drink I would like. Seeing my eyes bulge out of my head as they placed my Dad’s drink on the table, she cracked a smile and devilishly asked:
“You want big?”
I was a little hesitant to order a drink as large as my head, but I kind of wanted one. The waitress was a very perceptive lady and concluded:
“You want big.”
A few minutes later, this is what arrived.
Yes, Eugene, that is my drink.
As you can see, we were off to a great start with the family visit.
We enjoyed a tasty dinner and caught up on what had gone on in the past week. I was telling my parents about taking my cats, Gus and Scarlett, to the vet for the first time since moving to Nashville. I had to take them in for a distemper shot and I was going on about how Scarlett had behaved quite badly, per usual. I believe at this point in the conversation Eugene was sort of half-listening as she tried to make a dent in the 4 plates of food she had been served because she looked up confused and asked:
“Wait, she had to get a shot for his temper?”
We all died laughing. Another great “Julia-ism.”
Oh, you crack me up, Eugene.
More to come on the rest of the family weekend.
Y’all come back,
Sugarlump
On Monday, Mother Nature gave the South a belated birthday present on my behalf: RAIN! But only a short drizzle. I was hoping for a nice, violent thunderstorm that would dump buckets of rain everywhere and nourish the gardens, but … Continue reading
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