When Dra. Marcela told me last week that she needed to fill the chips in my tooth with resin, in my head I envisioned her taking a little paintbrush or even her fingertip and just dabbing the chips with resin. Sort of like spackling a hole in a wall.
When one spackles a hole in a wall, one doesn't drill out more of the hole.
When a dentist spackles a hole in a tooth, a dentist drills out more of the hole.
With no anesthesia.
Did I mention there were two chips?
I was only in the dentist's chair for 25 minutes, but by the time it was done, I was done.
D.O.N.E.
For having that awfulness over and for having non-chipped teeth, I am truly thankful.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
NYR 9-5-11 - Labor Day
On this Labor Day holiday, which Mac also had off for a teacher workday, we decided to drive out to Guatavita to enjoy a beautiful non-Colombian holiday visit. After getting stuck in a terrible traffic jam caused by a three-TransMilenio (the enormous bus system here) pile-up, we finally arrived in Guatavita 2.5 hours later to find that they're closed on Mondays.
Bummer.
Well, really it was a bummer for Jimmy most of all because Mac went to Guatavita on his overnight school trip and I went for my 40th birthday. So Jimmy's the only one who doesn't know what he's missing. Which actually should mean it's less of a bummer for him than for Mac and me because we know how beautiful it really is.
But never mind.
We drove back a different route and stopped at our favorite empanada/pan de yucca place in La Calera to refuel.
But most importantly - for me - was that we stopped at two great plant nurseries and bought the necessary supplies for my little bamboo trellis that I wanted to make and plant with some trailing plants.
As you know, our building now has next-door neighbors (the famous Rackosaurus) and when we're outside using our terrace, the neighbors can and do stare right in from their kitchen. I explored some different options for covering up that side of the terrace.
I thought a nice bamboo screen would be nice.
You know those bamboo screens you can buy at Lowe's or Home Depot for $70?
Yeah, well they don't sell those here.
So then one of Jimmy's drivers contacted a bamboo supplier somewhere out in the country who could make me a bamboo screen to fit my specs, but it was going to be astronomically expensive. Plus I was meeting some resistance from our building administrator who I had to get permission from to put up a screen (which she obviously thought was going to be a wall).
So I did the next best thing. I bought some bamboo pieces which we lashed together and put into pots. I LOVE it. I don't think anybody in my house is nearly as fanatical as I am about it but I know once my plants grow (some trailing plant with little white and yellow flowers) and cover the bamboo, it's going to be a beautiful screen against Rackosaurus's kitchen and her staff of maids and nannies who are always staring at us.
Stick with me, ye people of little faith, it's going to be phenomenal.
One day.
The starter picture:
Bummer.
Well, really it was a bummer for Jimmy most of all because Mac went to Guatavita on his overnight school trip and I went for my 40th birthday. So Jimmy's the only one who doesn't know what he's missing. Which actually should mean it's less of a bummer for him than for Mac and me because we know how beautiful it really is.
But never mind.
We drove back a different route and stopped at our favorite empanada/pan de yucca place in La Calera to refuel.
But most importantly - for me - was that we stopped at two great plant nurseries and bought the necessary supplies for my little bamboo trellis that I wanted to make and plant with some trailing plants.
As you know, our building now has next-door neighbors (the famous Rackosaurus) and when we're outside using our terrace, the neighbors can and do stare right in from their kitchen. I explored some different options for covering up that side of the terrace.
I thought a nice bamboo screen would be nice.
You know those bamboo screens you can buy at Lowe's or Home Depot for $70?
Yeah, well they don't sell those here.
So then one of Jimmy's drivers contacted a bamboo supplier somewhere out in the country who could make me a bamboo screen to fit my specs, but it was going to be astronomically expensive. Plus I was meeting some resistance from our building administrator who I had to get permission from to put up a screen (which she obviously thought was going to be a wall).
So I did the next best thing. I bought some bamboo pieces which we lashed together and put into pots. I LOVE it. I don't think anybody in my house is nearly as fanatical as I am about it but I know once my plants grow (some trailing plant with little white and yellow flowers) and cover the bamboo, it's going to be a beautiful screen against Rackosaurus's kitchen and her staff of maids and nannies who are always staring at us.
Stick with me, ye people of little faith, it's going to be phenomenal.
One day.
The starter picture:
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
NYR 9-4-11 - horse riding lesson
Today Mac had his first horse riding lesson and he loved it. His hour-long class ended up stretching to 1.5 hours and I think he would have stayed on the horse even longer had that been an option.
For no spills, no tears, and only a sore back and bottom, I am truly thankful.
NYR 9-3-11 - sugar and spice and all things nice
Today we attended our 6 year-old (girl) friend's birthday party. I love being a boy mom more than you can imagine, but there's just something about little girls that makes you smile. Pigtails, legs in tights coming out from under tulle ballerina skirts and stuck in pink rain boots, sparkly butterfly face paintings, etc. These are all things you don't get with boys.
For being a boy mom who occasionally gets a taste of frilly girl-ness, I am truly thankful.
For being a boy mom who occasionally gets a taste of frilly girl-ness, I am truly thankful.
NYR 9-2-11 - two great quotes
I read two great quotes for which I am very thankful.
1. "There is nothing more comfortable than a caterpillar and nothing more made for love than a butterfly. We need dresses that crawl and dresses that fly." ~ Coco Chanel
2. "You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." ~ A.A. Milne's Winnie the Pooh
1. "There is nothing more comfortable than a caterpillar and nothing more made for love than a butterfly. We need dresses that crawl and dresses that fly." ~ Coco Chanel
2. "You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." ~ A.A. Milne's Winnie the Pooh
Friday, September 2, 2011
NYR 9-1-11 - MEXICAN FOOD!
We've been back almost two weeks and I feel like all I've done is cook dinner.
Which is what I said I wanted to do when we were on vacation for 7 weeks and it felt like all I ever did was eat out at restaurants.
And which is not really true because we have eaten out a couple times.
But honestly, a girl needs a break from the stove every once in awhile.
And tonight I wanted Mexican that was not cooked by me.
Even though the other 2/3 of the apartment's inhabitants didn't seem really excited about Mexican, they went along with it. (I think they were afraid to rock the boat of my newly reacquired steady emotional state and would have agreed to eat liver and onions if I'd said that was what I wanted). I think we all enjoyed our meals. I know I loved my tostadas.
For satisfying cravings and eating delicious food that required no cooking or cleaning up by me, I am truly thankful.
Which is what I said I wanted to do when we were on vacation for 7 weeks and it felt like all I ever did was eat out at restaurants.
And which is not really true because we have eaten out a couple times.
But honestly, a girl needs a break from the stove every once in awhile.
And tonight I wanted Mexican that was not cooked by me.
Even though the other 2/3 of the apartment's inhabitants didn't seem really excited about Mexican, they went along with it. (I think they were afraid to rock the boat of my newly reacquired steady emotional state and would have agreed to eat liver and onions if I'd said that was what I wanted). I think we all enjoyed our meals. I know I loved my tostadas.
For satisfying cravings and eating delicious food that required no cooking or cleaning up by me, I am truly thankful.
NYR 8-31-11 - the funk cloud has lifted
I will get into detail later why I have been living under a funk cloud since Friday, but I really fell down the rabbit hole of pity partydom. I had lots of encouragement to get out, but I just needed to wallow a bit more.
This morning I went to a kickbox class at a friend's house with an instructor who might be the devil. The class started at 6:30am, which suited me because I'd rather get that hateful little thing called exercise out of the way earlier rather than later. Heavens to sweet Betsy, did he make everything hurt.
After class I hobbled the 6 or 8 blocks back home and did what I never, ever do.
I took a short nap.
I didn't even shower first.
I plopped on the couch with my Kindle and the next thing I knew, an hour had passed and Ruth was coming in and I had to jump up on my aching legs to act like I'd been curing cancer instead of lounging the day away.
And when I woke up, I felt better.
Not physically because everything hurt like the devil himself had beaten me.
But emotionally, I felt strong and healthy and confident. I knew that everything was okay. It was like the black cloud that was hovering over me just got sucked away during that hour of rest. Really nothing short of a miracle.
I got up, showered, and went to meet a friend for coffee. Unbeknownst to me, this friend also had had a bad week and she had also taken a very atypical nap this morning and had started to feel better herself. We had such a great visit and I left feeling even better and stronger.
For the healing benefits of naps and good friends, I am ever so truly thankful.
This morning I went to a kickbox class at a friend's house with an instructor who might be the devil. The class started at 6:30am, which suited me because I'd rather get that hateful little thing called exercise out of the way earlier rather than later. Heavens to sweet Betsy, did he make everything hurt.
After class I hobbled the 6 or 8 blocks back home and did what I never, ever do.
I took a short nap.
I didn't even shower first.
I plopped on the couch with my Kindle and the next thing I knew, an hour had passed and Ruth was coming in and I had to jump up on my aching legs to act like I'd been curing cancer instead of lounging the day away.
And when I woke up, I felt better.
Not physically because everything hurt like the devil himself had beaten me.
But emotionally, I felt strong and healthy and confident. I knew that everything was okay. It was like the black cloud that was hovering over me just got sucked away during that hour of rest. Really nothing short of a miracle.
I got up, showered, and went to meet a friend for coffee. Unbeknownst to me, this friend also had had a bad week and she had also taken a very atypical nap this morning and had started to feel better herself. We had such a great visit and I left feeling even better and stronger.
For the healing benefits of naps and good friends, I am ever so truly thankful.
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