The stubborn mule acts like tightness in my chest; no part of me wants to have a long, pointy needle pierce deep into my soft and fragile gums or hear and feel the jackhammer inside my head. I don’t want the vibrations of a WWF wrestling match inside my inner cavities. A crown at the dentist for an hour and a half? Eff that.
My appointment isn’t until Monday, but every chance it gets my fear bursts through the door like Kramer on Seinfeld.
Headlights in the driveway meant boxes from our Black Friday buys. A Kindle for my niece, a cash register, and a kids’ karaoke machine for Evelyn. Tears big enough to form puddles fell when she learned that Christmas was not actually today, and I didn’t have the heart to tell her just how far in the future it was. So, we found a piece of wrapping paper and got to taping up and delivering things between Dave and me, like her bunny, dice, and a cooked carrot.
The jingling of bells, just like Santa’s, happens when I move my head too fast. The earrings are part of a festive flair added to our Christmas photo-taking time earlier. A cheaper and less labor-intensive option than writing, stamping, and sending out cards is what we’re doing this year. Want one?
I’m going a little stir-crazy. With nothing but eating and rivalry football games on the projector and too much interaction with my family, I feel like I’m back in a college dorm. Only without the pre-loaded food card. I could go for one of those bomb strawberry smoothies I used to get right now. Speaking of a smoothie…
No, I won’t. After making caramel on the stove and squirting it into two extra-sweet coffees, I am on sugar restriction. Excuse me, waiter, make that H2O on the rocks instead.
A cooperative board game called Horizons of Sprit Island was the nightcap on Dave and my night. My mind is abuzz with activity because of it. It was very fun but stressful due to the constant threat of invaders taking over our land. Without an end in sight, I pushed the pause button two hours in, so we’ll likely finish playing it tomorrow.
Dave’s planning a trip to urgent care in the morning. He originally diagnosed himself with appendicitis but when he learned the appendix is on the other side of his body he went back to the drawing board. Either way, that the symptoms aren’t going away, he’s decided it’s time to seek help. Send positive thoughts his way.
So that’ll do it for today. I’m hoping to finish my scary “Imaginary Friend” book tonight. I hope you’re having a lovely weekend.
Love, Jaclynn
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