katje cultivates a case of dry rot

so, teeth were still hurtin' yesterday morning (monday), and i went back to the dentist. it was no fun but they packed the holes with stuff soaked with something that killed the pain immediately. now everything tastes like cloves... which is nice if you're eating, say, applesauce, but a little problematic with stuff like altoids and pizza. anyway, it comes out on friday, by which time i predict i shall heartily be sick of cloves. but hey, it's not hurting anymore.

it's called "dry socket" but my sister dubbed it "dry rot" and that's a far better name.

stolen from janetmiles: my new creed!

linc is toddling hither and fro, which is even cuter when he's got his new squirrel shoes on.

i went back to the scene of the crime today... costco... and loaded up on carbs for the month. i was understandably a bit wary around the garbage bag aisle (i don't remember if i wrote this or not, but it was when i picked up a box of bags that i tweaked my back). i'm happy to report i have returned from the trip whole and feelin' fine. got right back up on that horse, didn't i?