How'd it get to be Thursday?

I woke up this morning feeling miraculously free of mucus, and with only the slightest muzzy-headed Nyquil hangover. Ah, finally, now I can start my week. Only, the week is almost finished! I can't say I'm disappointed by this, because I'm not. But I am surprised. I don't really remember much of anything since a playdate at a friend's house. But that was last Tuesday!

Let's see, since then St. Nick was horribly ill, and by Thursday I was ill, and by Friday Little Fish and Dr. D were ill, and on Sunday Mud Pie came down with it. Tuesday of this week we all (yes all five of us) tromped into the doctor's office and yesterday it was so bitter cold and icy that Dr. D decided to work from home for yet another day. Well, yes, that would explain the week-long gap in my memory, I suppose.

But January is a blur as well. What on earth happened to the first month of the new year? Besides losing a week to illness, we listed our house for sale, scheduled a showing of one we'd hoped to see only to have the showing canceled because that place had sold (drat!), I read a long door-stop of a novel for a book review at my other blog, finished two weeks of Tapestry of Grace and some other schoolwork, fretted about dentists, got Mud Pie fitted for orthopedic shoe inserts (her feet pronate), and did the day-to-day things like eating, bathing, cleaning (sometimes). Not all that different than other months. So, where'd January go?

A mystery. Let's see if we can keep from losing the rest of the year into the vortex, shall we?

The House of the Spider Robot Book I: Shrinking Attitude

Shrinking Attitude: Getting Away From the Evil Spider Robot
By St. Nick, age 7 (transcribed by Mom)

It all starts with one mom and one dad and one sister and two boys. But one time when they were driving in the car, they smashed into another car. But the car transformed into a Giant Evil Spider!

But until it's done transforming, it shakes the car and the robot is really strong. Everybody falls out but the robot catches them with his laser. He takes them back to his science place and turns them into spiders. Now it's up to one person to rescue them and to turn them back into humans.

The one person who can defeat the Evil Spider is ...

The Super Hero ...

Mud Pie!!

The Super Hero Baby Mud Pie has super powers. She can spray super poop diapers at the Evil Spider. And she has super stinky powers and the spider will get stinky and have to take a bath. She can rescue anybody.

But one thing - the spider hid the people in the snow outside.

The Evil Spider wants to get rid of the Super Hero Mud Pie. He set some traps for her. He's in his lab trying to get rid of the people that were in the car and the car is now an Evil Minion that he can use to get rid of the Super Hero Mud Pie. She has to battle it before she can get to the lab to rescue the people he has in his evil clutches.

She goes into the lab and the Evil Car Minion is asleep.

But Mud Pie has her partner, Super Hero Fish! His super powers are: he has a Lego-gun-train and super smiley face and super long hair so he can curl up with the spider, and his body can stretch over 100 feet. But Super Hero Fish is really sick so he has to stay home. He got infected by the Evil Spider with some sick material stuff.

So Super Hero Mud Pie is on her own.

Come back soon for the next installment in our exciting saga, House of the Spider Robot!

Dental Humor

So, in relaying my dental saga to a friend, she suggested the Dentist's Favorite Hymn: Crown Him with Many Crowns.

I can't stop laughing!!!!

Drillings and Fillings and Flim-Flam Scams?

Frustrated. Torn. Confused. Angry. Betrayed. Worried. And a whole bunch more adjectives.

I visited the dentist this morning, feeling pretty good about life. We're listing our house this week (great timing, I know. ::snicker::), Dr. D is super busy with his zillion and one projects, which stresses him out but makes him far easier to live with than if he is, heaven forbid, bored. (Neither of us tolerate boredom well, nor do the kids, big surprise there.) So when the hygienist said, "You're not slated for x-rays this time," I thought GREAT! No x-rays mean no major problems. I've had my fill of dental problems. More than.

Flashback to about this time last year. Head-splitting pain in my tooth that required an emergency root canal (on a tooth that had been capped just over five years previous. Curious how it went south so soon after the warranty expired, eh? The specialist said the crown was leaking. I don't think they're supposed to do that.). The root job and the subsequent new crown used up all my alloted funds for dental for the year. So flash forward to my regular appointment that August (that I'd pay for out of pocket). X-rays showed a desperately needed filling and - what's this? - another crown. The filling should have been a crown, too, said Mr. Dentist, but he'd try to slide it by as just a filling.