by Smockity Frocks on September 2, 2010
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So, I went to the dentist yesterday.
It has been, ahem, a while since I last visited the dentist.
I don’t want to say exactly how long, but if you are thinking double digits – and I’m not talking months here – you are on the right track.
I KNOW! And I’m not even a hillbilly!
It’s just that I have this policy against allowing people to come at my open mouth with sharpened metal objects. WITH HOOKS ON THE END!
Don’t try to tell me they don’t sharpen those pokers at night after all the victims have gone home. I’ve seen fishing lures in my husband’s tackle box that look similar to what they use.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my dentist. (Hi, Elizabeth!) That is, when I’m not hating her for being tall and thin and knock out gorgeous with a wardrobe to die for.
I just can’t get past those metal pokers. The hooks. The scrapers. They may as well use a jagged lid from a can of tuna. I would be about as relaxed either way.
Call me crazy, but I’m a nervous wreck when someone else has their hands in my mouth. I get all sweaty, and flinch and involuntarily push their hands out of the way while saying in a shrill whisper, “BE CAREFUL! DON’T TOUCH IT! NO!”
And then there’s the ice cold water they try to shoot down your throat while saying “Relax! It’s not so bad!”. I believe the CIA calls this “water boarding”, but I could be wrong.
Needless to say, I take VERY good care of my teeth, so I can justify getting a check up only once a decade.
When I got home, my husband asked me how it went, and I told him I was okay after they hooked me up with the giggle juice. (I may or may not have asked for a to-go canister when I left.)
“So you had to get a cavity filled?” he asked.
“No, not a single cavity. She said my teeth looked great.”
“Then why did you need laughing gas?”
“For the cleaning! Duh!”
If you can believe it, he is sick enough to not even mind getting his teeth cleaned! BY A PERSON HOLDING A SHARP METAL HOOK!
He couldn’t believe that I, a woman who has given birth SIX times without any drugs, would need nitrous oxide for a routine cleaning. I think he mumbled something about me being a crybaby, but I was too busy plotting to stab him in the mouth with a fish hook tonight while he sleeps.
How do you like me now, CRYBABY?!
by Smockity Frocks on September 2, 2010
Welcome to week 2 of the bedroom portion of 4 Moms Open House! Today I am going to show you my kids’ bedrooms.
Remember when I told you that we are living in a rental house waiting for our house to sell in the small town where we previously lived? The town where the chemical plant that employed a great many of the townsfolk shut down just as we were moving, so that the housing market tanked? The town where there is a perfectly good house just waiting for someone to buy it, only time keeps marching on and no one has for going on two years now?
Okay, about that… just keep that in mind when you see these pictures and wonder to yourself, “WHY in the world hasn’t Smockity sewn up some darling curtains and matching bed coverings for those rooms? And WHERE is the decor?”
Here is our highest occupancy room, which the youngest 4 girls (not including the baby) share. We have 2 sets of bunk beds in here along with not much else, because, well, not much else will fit. Our plan was to use bunk beds with drawers built in, only we didn’t plan on buying pieces of junk that were being passed off on line as actual “furniture”. The drawers, which I won’t be showing you are falling apart and falling out of their places, and we have learned a valuable lesson and will never again purchase furniture online.
Here is one girl’s top bunk.
This is the view from the door of the other girls’ room, which our oldest 2 girls share.
If you are thinking, “This girl looks familiar and didn’t I just see her on the top bunk in the other bedroom?” you are right. She was visiting in the last picture. This is her bed and the polka dots she artfully arranged. I let each child pick out a package of stick on wall decorations to put by their beds. Some chose butterflies or flowers. She chose dots. (The boy chose glow in the dark stars and planets.)
This is the boy’s room, which he has all to himself. I told him to clean it up and then take some pictures and this is what ended up on my camera card. I have no idea what is up with the slanted angle on the right side.
And there you have it. The bedrooms of a family of 10.
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Upcoming 4 Moms topics will include:
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- September 9: Laundry (Link up!)
- September 16th: Storage Solutions (Link up!)
- September 23: 4 Moms Answer Questions
- September 30: Dating Spouses Frugally
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