current state of mind: serene
Falling in love filled my soul with fright
You said "Come on baby, it'll be alright"
I must have been a fool 'til the bitter end
Now I hold onto hope that I'll have you back again
~ “Here with Me” by The Killers
About a month ago, K-Shrub, in all her pregnant glory, knocked her tooth out while trying to open the safe at her work. She was given a retainer with a tooth affixed to it as a replacement since the dentist couldn’t do oral surgery due to the pregnancy.
This morning, K-Shrub rang me on her way to take “Little Dragonfly” to the pediatrician. She was in mid-conversation when there was a pause, followed by “Man, I really wanted to wear my tooth today; but I left it in my other bag.”
I started laughing. “Um, did you really just say that? If so, may I blog it, please?”
She agreed as long as I quoted her with accuracy and provided the backstory so that everyone knew why her tooth was missing. She did not, however, provide me with any stipulations regarding the discussion of why the replacement tooth was “in her other bag”.
How many bags does she carry? Why would she not make sure that she always had the bag with the tooth in it? There are so many questions left unanswered. I will give her a free pass this one time and blame it on having a new baby at home. I mean, “Little Dragonfly” doesn’t have any teeth, why should K-Shrub be concerned about missing only one?
More details to come . . .
PERSONAL NOTE: We need to catch up soon!
CONFIDENTIAL NOTE: Thinking of you and hoping you are well. I am here when you are ready to talk.