Thursday, June 19, 2008

Deeeep, heavy sigh

This isn't even fun anymore.
Smelly stuff has hit the fan and it's unlikely it'll be cleaned up anytime soon.

I can't tell you about it.
But my mother's heart is aching.

And my teeth? Well, they're barely hanging in there.
No. Really.
The filling in my left front tooth fell out this morning.
I guess I've been grinding them or something.

So what does one do when she's PMSing, losing teeth, and so very sad about things?

Well, one decides to torture herself. Because honestly? On top of everything? Today I couldn't handle being fat. So I joined Curves and had some teeny tiny teenaged teethy thing ask me about my motivation. And then weigh and measure me in the middle of the room where everyone else is working out.

I thought I'd feel something. Something positive. Or something alive. Or something happy. Doesn't an hour of exercise release endorphins or some other feel-good hormone? Did not happen.

So I ate a frozen family sized Caramilk bar and immediately rolled over laughing hilariously because I was so wildly ecstatic about life.


Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Dentists who love me and fit me in for emergency appointments.
2. Teachers who care about my kids and push them to be successful.
3. Parents who are awesome and love having my kids hang out at their place.


1 comment:

Tricia said...

I'm so sorry for whatever is causing this. Yeah, I'd say grinding your teeth could be the culprit. I've cracked 4 and shattered one, from grinding them these past 2 years. Maybe if we got together we could get a discount on dentures!