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Thursday, November 18th, 2004 12:20 am
So tonight, I made red-cooked beef for tomorrow: filtered the pomegranate liqueur and sweetened it a little (less than the recipe called for): and died a pair of cargo pants and a pair of fuzy socks -- orange -- and my own hands -- vermillion. And made a bunch of Sims places.

I did not finish cleaning the house, or get the car smogged, or pay any bills. Tomorrow I'm getting my teeth lasered and going to the movies with my friend and going to the band mommy meeting. That's all I can do.

And it's already tomorrow, fooey on me.
Friday, November 19th, 2004 03:38 am (UTC)
They take a pen-shaped object with a fiber optic in it and run it around your gums with a bright red laser shining through it. Intermittently you smell of scorched hair (I don't know why burning hair instead of burning flesh) and you feel a few pangs here and there. You wear refractive glasses to protect your eyes. The laser kills bacteria, your gums are healthier, it's all good.

It's science fiction in your mouth. Yum.

I did get my teeth lasered, and I did meet with my friend and go see "Ray," and now I am late to the band mommy meeting.

I did something silly yesterday -- I bought red plaid boxers for the whole pipe corps. I couldn't get the same ones for everybody, and I should have gotten some that are smaller, and the only extra large ones were flannel. But I tried.

The year my daughter was a freshman, somebody tried to convince the pipe corps that it was "traditional" for them to be bareassed under their kilts at their last big performance (the parade at Disneyland). Emma wouldn't be suckered -- but she lucked into some red plaid boxers (or was that when the red plaid swimming suit bottom first came along? I will be corrected -- or not), and I've tried to keep her supplied since.

Actually, I get very silly when it comes to red plaid. She has a red plaid hat, red plaid Converse, pajama pants, and I forget what all else. I keep trying to get her to wear them all at once, but she has more taste than me.

Anyway, my lasered teeth and I are off to the band mommy meeting now.