Toof.

So when did the dentist become a somewhat enjoyable experience? Let me splain.

1) Metal, sharp, hooked instruments of death commonly used to scrape plaque off your teeth have been REPLACED by a water pick that uses sonic waves. What the hell? Talk about taking the fun outta it for the hygenist.

B) Gritty, gag-reflex-causing polish has been REPLACED by an assortment of flavors of fine polish that really tastes and feels very much like toothpaste. Shit, I could get a Sonicare and Crest and do the same job! What the hell? No more chewing sand-esque morsels for an hour after the appointment or DREADING the rinse.

4) Fluoride is now mulit-flavored...but actually tastes like the flavor and not some attempt at a sour version of bubble gum. What the hell? No more tongue dodging! No more strategic moves with the sucky thing that dries out your throat.

What is the world coming to when you can't dread going to the dentist?

Note to self: Stop flossing. Must make another dentist appointment.

Frozen Turkey.

The Boy and I made the trek back to the Mitt for some good ol' fun with the fam and food galore. 4 pies, 1 cake, 24 lbs of bird and all the fixins. MMM MMM good. It snowed and was ridiculously cold the entire time we were there. It's funny how easy it is to be reminded as to why I don't live there anymore!

Regardless of the cold, we had a good time and I was totally stoked that he finally got to meet my sister, best friend, and assorted Michigan extended family. Sweet.

Note to self: Coming back from 5 days off BLOWS. As significant as that statement is, it seems impossible to forget but I always do! Augh. Caffeine on a Monday? Unheard of.

That's all folks.

It's over. Not quite the end we had in mind, but not too shabby either. The Huntingtown Hurricanes were defeated by Centennial in 3 close games in the 3A State Championship match tonight. I am so proud of my girls and how they fought through the match...but in the end, we just couldn't overcome the powerful Eagles. It was a great season and the girls deserve all of the credit. They worked so very hard and put in a lot of heart.

Needless to say, I'm exhausted. It's been a long season...with many trials and tribulations. And hopefully, things will turn out for the best next year.

Note to self: Some remember whens from the season...
-telescope, pencil, CORN! -ladies, ladies, beautiful ladies -beach workouts, waves, and ocean city -core workout and the impossible move -hair ties -woo woo -tournaments at 2 am -the Broadneck match -team bonding part 1, 2, 3, ... I love you guys.

Gone til November

I can't believe it is November. Where the hell did October go? Oh yeah, I was in a gym. My bad.

It is astonishing just how much a difference 1 hour can make. Fall back rocks because you get an extra hour to...well...sleep. But when that sun sets at friggin 6 pm, my body is definitely thinking it is much later than that. Driving home in the dark takes way longer!

Great times at the Currier's Halloween par-tay. Big ups to Angelina and Maddox, Queen Victoria, Tom and his kid, and, my personal fave, my Swedish Chef.

And a huge LAME to all the kids out there and their lack of Halloween costumes. Where I come from, you gotta have STYLE to get the good candy. Bring it.

Note to self: Lame costumes means more candy for the Vikster and T Unit. Sugar comas are hard to sleep off.