I’m a little late to the ballgame this week on the awkward and awesome Thursday home front, but I realized that if I dropped the “Thursday” I’m not really late at all. Because I’ve got some classic awkward moments happening up in here, it’s time to get down to business.
1. So this week I had a dentist appointment which was as awful as it sounds. Imagine the setting for a moment if you will – here I am, dressed in a cute little blazer, leopard print heels and drenched wet hair. Why the wet hair you ask? Well, I had a hair appointment right before my dentist appointment and we didn’t have time to blow dry it. This is not only great because I happen to look strikingly beautiful with stringy wet hair but also because it meant that all of those tiny shards of hair that you get after a haircut were leaving their mark ALL over the dentist’s chair and my clothes. The good news is, this isn’t the bad part of the appointment. The fun really started when it was time to bite down on a piece of plastic for x-rays. I have this thing where I gag a lot when things are in my mouth, basically I’m every man’s dream. I couldn’t help but spit that thing out with full force every time she stuck it into my mouth. A few failed attempts later the dental hygienist told me to put my legs in the air [I was still in the chair laying down]. So there we were, legs up in the air – plastic in my mouth, fail. She eventually called in reinforcement to another hygienist to POUR SALT IN MY MOUTH to help with the gagging. Yes, you read that correct. Wet hair, legs in the air, and two dental hygienists over me pouring a salt shaker into my mouth while trying to get a freaking x-ray of my teeth. Turns out it worked, who knew.
Still trying to figure out what the problem with that is.