Another reason to hate the dentist
Inspiration for our jungle-themed nursery
I blame the dentist for how I feel in the morning. More specifically, I blame him for the relationship I've formed with my toilet. (Thanks a lot Dr. Foster!)
Last time I went to the dentist, I was informed that I'm not brushing my back teeth enough. You know why?! If I push that thing too far back, my gag reflex kicks in. You know what happens after that? Exactly. It ain't pretty.
Last week I learned a fun trick. Well, maybe fun isn't the right word, but I was amused. When I felt sick (after brushing my teeth) I drank a ton of cold water. It didn't help, but the cool water made it interesting coming back up. It was almost soothing.
TMI (too much information), I know. Sorry.
Dang it. I thought I was in the fifth month? I'm not supposed to be hanging out with the toilet anymore...
In other news, I've picked out a name - I now have 4 months to convince Jamer that he likes it too. :)
posted by Jackie Grumish @ 12:58 PM
3 Comments:
It's tough being Jackie isn't it! And, by the way, I know the name... Hollingsworth.
Hope you get past all this.
Lawrence George I
that room looks fantastic! i'll have no problem matching the color. or helping you match it. :) keep up the great posts!
Yeah, the color is a little off - I prefer it to be a little more sage green, but it's the concept that I like :)
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