The feared and dreaded dentist visit in my hometown

I've never been a fan of dentists, but I've never had a reason to fear them either. I've never had so much as a cavity in my life, and I'm told this week that I need a root canal on tooth number seven. I don't know what an endodontist is, but I'm told I have to see one. I have clean teeth and great home care, according to my dental hygienist, but I have problems that go beyond the dentist's realm of specialty. I visit the office of Dr. Jeffry K. Waters, over at Endodontics of Atlanta. I'm feeling pretty good about the fact that I've never been to an endodontist before, but I'm still pretty nervous. I crack a joke, because that's the first thing that comes to mind when I'm nervous. The first thing that comes to my mind is the Steve Martin dentist scene in Little Shop of Horrors. Yes, I went there.

Me: So, is this going to resemble the dentist scene in that movie about the plants?

Assistant lady and chief communicator Michelle: Only slightly.

Me: You must think you are funny or something.

Michelle: I try. Hey Dr. Waters, this looks exactly like it did in the manual, doesn't it?

Dr. Waters: Yeah, we don't do this very often. Looks pretty good. (Laughs)


Me: You think you are funny or something. (Only, it sounded more like Yousstinksyoussunnyozsomtsin because dentists have a knack of asking you what you are thinking only after they've jammed your mouth full of equipment, no?)

Michelle: Remember that bus stop I was telling you about out the window? I found him (points to doctor) by looking out the window.

Dr. Waters: She's right. If this endodontics thing doesn't work out we are so going to open mike night later.

Me: (rolls eyes)

At least someone has a sense of humor here. It turned out that my tooth is more screwed up than I thought it was, so I can't actually do the root canal here. Dr. Waters injected me with medicine to decalcify my tooth number seven (sounds lovely, right?) and I have to find someone in the Twin Cities. (Recommendations welcome.)

He's Just Not That Into You

With the premiere of the movie out this week, I thought I'd take you readers back to the episode of Sex and the City where Burger (one of Carrie's exes) enlightens Miranda of the very fact in question. It's a great scene.

DOUBT

I had a video up about this, but I hate that YouTube now has a larger than square embedded video. So if you want to see it, go to YouTube yourself. It's annoying that it no longer fits on my blog. Blah.

More on this later. But I just wanted to check in and let you readers know that if you haven't yet, you must see this. Absolutely breathtaking. And all those other adjectives.

Holy Snowballs!

It's cold. So cold exhaust freezes to the roads making black ice. So cold my glasses fog up entering buildings. So cold I don't even want to think about it.

That's what -29 feels like. Actually, you don't know what -29 feels like because I can't adequately put to words what -29 feels like. Let's just say for simplicity's sake that it's (expletive) cold.

Off to pay my full respects and attention to Johnny Depp in Benny and Joon. Because that's the only thing one can do when it's this cold.

Amazing Dawn French scene

From the movie LOVE AND OTHER DISASTERS. Which, if you haven't seen it, don't. This scene is all that is worthy of the movie, really. It is a great scene. And it is my next big acting class audition piece. LOL.

Mamma Mia! Mamma Mia!

How excited am I for this?
Cheesy? Maybe.
Definitely right up my alley. I will be there July 18.

The Day From You-Know-Where

Oh jeez. I knew I never should have gotten out of bed. From the interview at the staffing agency to the general feeling of being out of place all day, I knew I probably would have been better off just staying in bed. Or maybe I should take a more positive approach and say you learn something every single moment you are alive. It just hasn't presented itself yet today. I'm just glad that today IS OVER!!! Which puts me one day closer to the Sex and the City Movie night. I'm so excited. It's actually the the sole item getting me through the week. Go girliness!!!

The Namesake

My newest Netflix find, and an absolute gem. I know I should have read the book first, but to that I say, "meh." Absolutely beautiful, although I don't know how politically and culturally accurate it is; I found myself crying all the way through. And now I have this strange fascination with Nikolai Gogol, as in, I want to read some stuff he's written. Something tells me that I won't be able to understand it, but I want to try. So if anyone reading this post wants to recommend some Gogol, go for it and leave me a comment.

Speaking of finds, I found Educating Esme: Dairy of a Teacher's First Year in the $2 bin at the central library last week and it's a gem as well. So thoughtful, funny, candid, and heartbreaking all at once. It makes you just want to go up to Esme and hug her, and tel her that she's wonderful and to not stop doing what she's doing. Anyone who is considering teaching (or currently teaching for that matter) should read it.

I think that is all for now.

Day off, not a day on

My day off has been fabulous so far. Even though I am the teacher that was left behind...I'm here now and I must deal with that. I have no idea what I must do for a quarter report, but that doesn't matter right now. I'm stressing but trying not to worry about it thus far. I'm also not going to bust my ass to make it to any more MLK day events than I really have to today. Which means that I'll be at the movie night at 6pm. So what if today is a "day on not a day off" for AmeriCorps members. I need a day off damn it and I'm sure you can identify with that. I've had it up to here with national service and I'm trying not to be too bitter about it. I love the program and I love the school and I love the kids but I need to start being better about taking time for myself. Which is what I"m doing today. Back to my book.

Mulan, Kareoke style

Courtesy of none other than YouTube, of course. I LOVE this song. Go ahead, sing at the top of your lungs!