Aimee, you could *so* carry off both of those.

I kinda like the second one better, but the first one is appealing to my funky side.

I vote for the second.

Also, ooooh!

oooh seconded...I wonder if I could do that or if my face is too chubby.

Aimee, the second cut is much nicer. The first one's a little too Nashville.

Hee! Or, rather, YEEHAW!

UW Dentistry Clinic.

The dental clinic at my med school is great -- I've never had anyone but a full faculty member work on me, and every one of the three I've seen has been gentle and thorough and really attentive to my various frettings. And that's just the regular faculty practice, not even the phobias clinic.

IME as someone who went reluctantly and fearfully to the dentist after a 7-year break, if you tell the clinic when you make your first appointment that you haven't been in many years and you're phobic, they'll schedule you for someone who won't frighten you right back out into the wilderness again.

Seriously. There's a clinic in Milwaukee that will put you under for even routine care if you're that freaked out.

Wrod. It's called sedation dentistry, and it worked wonders for a few friends that broke out in a cold sweat at the thought of a cleaning.

Me? The cleaning is fine, but the replacement of old fillings is tough when I refuse the Novacaine. My fear of needles is greater than my fear of pain. My dentist finds this sufficiently amusing that she calls in all of the hygenists to watch.

JZ, that little sparkly green, generous child is going to think you are a loser of the lowest order, if you don't eat the cookie. She'll think you uncookieworthy, and beneath contempt, really. You will be, in short, a cookie waste.

Hec, I was going to go short when I got my hair cut on Tuesday, but Julia sobbed, and begged me not to. You'll have to talk with her.

Teppy, Julia's bangs are pretty close to Betty Page bangs, but that would be on account of the hair dresser having to cope with Julia's experimenting with the scissors, this past Saturday. I would be amused, but she already pulled this trick at ages 4 and 5. I think it's a little excessive at age 6.

erika, are you calling me Mikey? ::raises eyebrow::

In other news, Sean's a ho. Who knew--xcept for us, and er...everyone else, I mean.

Teppy, much -ma for your big boss. That's just terrible.

Susan, continuing -ma for your dad.

Happy Anniversary, Laura!

DH made me try to think of things that this administration has done that aren't bad to offset the HUGE list of things that I'm pissed off about. I couldn't come up with a SINGLE one. There's too much bad and nothing to mitigate it.

I haven't been to a dentist in over a year--which is just stupid because we have excellent dental insurance. I just need to get in there and get a cleaning.

The boy and I went to Target and I stopped and got a shiny new cell phone.

There's a clinic in Milwaukee that will put you under for even routine care if you're that freaked out.

I think the trick for a lot of the dentist phobics is getting them to make an appointment and actually going into the dentist's office. Once there being knocked out will certainly help (and maybe help in alleviating the fear the next time they go). But getting into the dentist in the first place must be the big hurdle.

God, my EYES!

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