Skin of my Teeth

It’s a Friday, it’s sunny out, I have a mix of things I want to do this weekend, and things I don’t want to do, but even when you’re doing what you don’t want to do, as long as its Saturday or Sunday, it’s cool.

Since it’s a lazy, sunny day, I will refrain from discussing my life changing moments, and instead sing the praises of my new present from my man.

The Sonicare.

We all know my teeth are in horrible condition, due to the unfortunate pairing of incredibly bad teeth, and my incredibly bad denial when it comes to mouth pain. I’ve had enough of it as a young girl, I had my jaws wired when I was sixteen, so they could break it and put it back together. I’ve had cavities since I was a kid, I mean…it’s all just bad.

So for years (many, many years) I ignored any problems going on in there. And just recently, in the last six months have I begun to take care of all my issues, which are numerous, painful and expensive.

So…needless to say, I’m working on caring for my teeth, flossing, brushing hard, doing all the things I’m supposed to be doing.

So John bought me the Sonicare. It is so weird, like a little mini-mouth-vibrator. It tickles but it feels really good. Your teeth are all smooth and nice and clean, and it makes little noises when it’s time to switch sides.

I’m just now getting the hang of not splaying toothpaste everywhere when I turn it on and off, but there’s still a little mess….just like with any vibrator I suppose.

Happy Friday.