Dawn of the Dentist

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

Technically Blond

It always seems to be the joke in my family that the women don't know what the heck they're doing when it comes to cars...Now, I'm not one to follow the status quo, and I may be blond, but sometimes I like to at least be in the loop about things. So last night and this morning I got to hang out with my brother, Seth. He's going to college (can't wait for college!) for mechanics, and yesterday I got to go along when he was buying more tools and this morning we brought them back to his school to organize them in his tool box. Sounds boring to some, but hanging out with Seth is a blast :) He's a lot of fun, not to mention he buys me coffee LOL. I'm not afraid to be asking a lot of questions about what he needs tools for, what all the fancy mechanic terms mean and all that, cause I actually want to know something about cars :P Not really my area of expertise, to be honest. But hey, what if I break down on the side of the road and have to change a tire?? What if I don't have the funds for a car "appointment" but my car is in desperate need of an oil change?! I mean, not to mention how impressive it will be to have a girl...a blond girl :P know something about cars. Ha. So that is my quest...to pretend not to be clueless :) I hope I have your support, I might need it. I suppose I could just imagine a wrench to be like a paint brush, and a piece-of-crap-car to be my blank canvas in dire need of my artistic touch :P Oh to be able to make the world beautiful through something like cars. Its a new dizzle to my dazzle :) But I do have one question...do cars "beep" or "honk"? And which is better? ;) And by the way, the car in the picture is what I'm going to drive someday...Ha!!