That long creepy trek down the hall to the room where people are gonna dig, pull and scrape inside your mouth for forty minutes...Imagining all the things they're about to say. "Brush after every meal" "Floss twice a day" "Lay off the sweets" "Four cavities". Not to mention the countless questions that you have to answer regardless of how many fingers and tools they have shoved in your mouth. And that awkward line of spit you feel sliding down your cheek. The freaky masked faces hovering over you. Tools that pick, and scrape. Tools that buffer, and suck. And of course the awkward mirror so they can see every little inch of your mouth...Trays that don't fit in your mouth and cut into your gums and lips. The taste of blood after the duel between your teeth and a long strand of sharp dental floss. All these things on top of the fact that your leaned back so far that all the blood rushes to your head and makes you sleepy...so your slowing closing your mouth, dosing off, hearing "Open wider" as you drift into "la la land".
I'm imagining past dental awkwardness as I enter the room of ultimatum...Just play it cool, and don't breathe to much... I'm waiting for the painfully long list of questions that's no doubt written down and memorized for every patients torture...
Nothing, except the occasional question between tools. Hmm this is nice. She's gonna ask about my flossing and brushing routine...
"So far so good."
Well, it'll come...
"Hi Sarah, how are you today?" Ok...its the dentist now...brace yourself. He begins examining my mouth...such an awkward thing to say. "Wow, near perfection."
..Near perfection?? No way, I'm always chewing things like mints, and pens n stuff, but then again I don't drink pop...but still!
More compliments included "the golden child" and "two thumbs up" and he actually put up two thumbs!! Now I don't know what your guys' dentist trips consist of...but today was a good day for me :D
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Dawn of the Dentist
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Friday, February 1, 2013
Technically Blond
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Laugh Till You Cry
Its not every day that you get to carry your baby brother around in a sling...I felt so motherly :) lol
Its not every day that you get to wear a cookie dough mustache with your little sister...I felt so young :) ha
Its not every day that you get to laugh at yourself a million times and develop body builder abs from tensing your muscle so hard when you were laughing :P...ok so little bit of an exaggeration
Its not every day that you can go without makeup and still feel pretty...
Its not every day that you experience a brilliant moment of inspiration and paint your thoughts down on paper like it was always meant to be...
Its not every day that you can love so many people so much all at once and your heart practically explodes and so does your head so then you end up screaming?? Yeah its a little messed up :P
I wonder what would happen if each person, at the end of the day, just wrote down the things that made them smile :P I'd probably have a pretty long list everyday...unless I didn't get my coffee that morning, or maybe I was injected with an anti-smiling serum...You never know...
"The Sixth Sense is being able to appreciate the other five"
-Sarah (aka Me :)
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Sunday, January 27, 2013
Model Mania
Today I was in a fashion show, advertising a bridal shop (though I only modeled bridesmaid dresses and prom dresses). At first I
was just supposed to be assisting with the hair prep, but then I got a
call and was told that they were low on models and asked if I would
model. Me, being so in love with stages (yeah right!) I said "sure". Now
the weather was really bad (freezing rain) so half of the models
couldn't make it...So...Instead of modeling like five dresses, I was in
and out of eight gowns like crazy! It was nuts. But I really enjoyed the
whole experience, I hardly ate, I wore heels, had intense stage makeup,
would've slipped going up and down the two stage steps without the
gentlemanly assistance, and I sucked it up to wear dresses meant for
petite people. So I'm practically a celebrity now...tee hee. But I'm
pretty sure I'm gonna go barefoot and wear baggy T-shirts and go without
makeup for the next week or so to get over the extremities :P I'm a
comfort loving professional snacker that belongs in high-tops :) But I
now have a huge amount of respect for the people who live like that
everyday...Ouch. LOL Here is a few pictures that my mom took of the
show. The characters in the pictures include my sister Becky, best
friends Skye and Drew, and myself :) I wanted to throw up before the
show began, but with these fantastic ladies' help, thanks be to God I
made it through...in one piece even!
Posted by PanicAndRun at Sunday, January 27, 2013 2 comments
