Move in

I am getting married in two days! Holy cow! I'm really excited!

We got the keys to our apartment on saturday so we could start moving stuff in, it was very exciting! And busy! Just thought I'd take a quick moment to post a few pics :) Here's the front room/family room

This is the dining areaThis is half of the kitchen. Yes, that's a kitchen aid :) Here's the other half of the kitchen.

That's the very empty bathroom.

Sink of the bathroom, to give an idea of how big it is :)

Here's the bedroom, with our California King size bed. We don't have a comfortor on there yet, but some ladies in Justin's ward made us a nice quilt that we'll use until we either get the comfortor or can buy it :)

This is the rest of the bedroom. Pretty empty right now, but as long as the man in the picture is there, I'm happy!

Tomorrow I have the day off work, I still need to get my room taken care of, get as much stuff gone as possible, and I need to get my nails done! Can't wait for saturday!!!

Teeth Extravaganza

I totally remember loving these movies when I was little. Timmy the Tooth!

So, yesterday I had five teeth ripped violently from my head. It was an experience I hope never to repeat.

You may be reading that sentence and asking, five? I thought she said she has TWO extra teeth!
Well, we'll get to that, don't you worry.
So, I was lucky enough to have my fiance with me in the office. He could be in the room during the extraction, but he was there right up until I walked into the room, and he was there when I walked out to sit in the "rest" area. So that was nice.
They numbed me up, and it worked really fast! By the time they had finished the last shot, the first area was ready to be worked on! So they go in and remove the two teeth in the upper left area, then go down to the lower left, then they work on the right side. And they are digging around in the upper right area for the second tooth, and they can't find it. So they assume they read the x-ray wrong. So they finish up and send me into the rest area, where I sit for about five to ten minutes. Now, when the doctor was leaving the room, I almost said, wait, I thought the extra tooth was in the bottom right. But I figured, he's the doctor, and also I couldn't really talk. So I shrug my shoulders and leave the room. But then the doctors comes into the rest area and says, let me have another look at you.
Great! I was right. Go figure. So he's pushing around, and asks, is that tender? Well yeah, you had me sitting for like ten minutes before you figured it out, the numbess is wearing off. So he numbed me up again, and said he thought the tooth might be covered by a thin layer of bone. So he takes out his DRILL and is drilling away at my bone, and comes to the conclusion that what he saw on the x-ray is not actually a tooth, just a denser area of bone.
So, that was fun. Sure gave me a lot of faith in him as a dentist. Oh wait, no, no it didn't.
So then I spent yesterday bleeding a lot, eating ice cream, pudding, apple sauce, and mashed potatoes, and basically doing a whole lot of nothing. Still pretty sore today, and can't really open my mouth all the way. Plus I woke up with a sore throat. I'm not sure if that's related to the wisdom teeth being removed, or if I have the luck of getting sick on top of it, but either way it's not fun. I sound like a frog. The worst thing though is that it hurts to swallow, because it puts a bit of pressure on the areas where there are no teeth any more. And humans swallow a lot more than they realize, until they are made very much aware of each swallow. Not just food, but saliva, that's the worst part.
Well, I'll stop complaining now, just thought the lack of a six tooth story was interesting. Thanks for reading!

An Abundance of Teeth!

So I went to a dentist appointment for a consult about getting my wisdom teeth removed, and they took the extra of my mouth, and the first thing the dentist says after looking at it is:

"You have some extra teeth."

Me: "What? As in, I have more than 32 teeth?"

Dentist: "Yep. Looks like you have some extra wisdom teeth growing in."

Beat.

So he lets me take a look, and sure enough, behind that third molar is another tooth! In two places! The average mouth can hold 28 teeth, which is why the four extra teeth (putting you at 32 teeth) have to be removed. But, lucky me, I have 34 teeth.

It's kind of cool, if you think about it, until you look at the bill, and see that those teeth are charged the same as the others. :(

Apparently it's pretty uncommon, but not SUPER rare. I always knew I was kind of strange, but now I have empirical evidence! At this rate though, soon I'll look like this:

Thanks for reading!

Driving Home

So I was inspired by Lindsay's blog to write about something that I usually consider mundane. Although this particular instance wasn't exactly mundane, at least not in how I reacted.
On my way home from school yesterday, I was driving down Broadway (I don't take Apache to the freeway, what with all the lightrail stops now), and a bit ahead of me in my lane cars were slowing down, but only in my lane. So I slow down, and eventually come to a complete stop. As I wait for traffic to free up and the cars behind me to stop going around, I can see what's going on ahead of me. There's a truck with its hazards on. Just sitting in the far right lane. So eventually I manage to get around, and as I pass, I look in my mirror, and I see the whole fender just kind of shlumped off the car. Still attached, but only barely. Definitely more on the ground than on the car. And I can see a girl walking in the grass on her cell phone, looking very disheveled. And I think to myself, you know, some people stuck behind that truck were probably really annoyed at the delay. I mean, I was in line for a good little chunk of time. But I was just struck by the thought, I would so much rather be stuck in a line getting around a truck, than the girl driving the truck! And it made me grateful that I was waiting behind the truck, because it's better than having my car bumber-less.
And then again as I was exiting the freeway, the exit line was WAY backed up, to almost half way down the exit lane. So I get it, not knowing why it's backed up. And as I am nearing the light, I see a mom and a little girl, probably about six, sitting on the curb. And as I turn the corner, I see a tow truck and an unhappy car on it. And I have that thought again of, man, I'm glad I was in the line waiting, and not sitting on the curb with a six-year old daughter waiting for someone to come pick us up after having been in a car accident.
And then as I was thinking about this, I was thinking what I'd do if I were the mom. I can imagine the girl: "I'm BORED mommy!" What do you do? So I decided I would create a game, to count how many happy drivers you see go through each light. Because not many drivers are generally happy.
But I just thought I'd share that with you, my random thoughts of gratitude at having to get stuck in traffic. Because I'd rather be stuck in traffic than waiting on a curb with my six year old daughter for a tow truck.
Thanks for reading, and thanks to Lindsay for the inspiration!