I'm with Hec on this one, Sophia. For future reference, the tannins in tea are supposed to help with tooth pain. You can stuff a tea bag in your cheek next to the hurty tooth.
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I've heard that about tea bags as well but I've never tried it
Crazy but kinda great story about the tablecloth, Jesse
That's bizarre about the tablecloth! But maybe a way to get business for the new place?
I did my taxes this morning and then got sucked into some genealogy research. And then bought a birth certificate for the wrong person. My grandfathers name was way too common. Oops.
Then I picked up my car and paid $1700 for various work and new tires, and she was like "was the check engine light on when you brought it in?" It was not. But it is now! Grrrr.
That's bizarre about the tablecloth! But maybe a way to get business for the new place?
I think it was literally just him being a nice person.
Then I picked up my car and paid $1700 for various work and new tires, and she was like "was the check engine light on when you brought it in?" It was not. But it is now! Grrrr.
Oh, grrrr!
My hair is blue and purple and green again. Took forever, which reminds me why I didn't think I'd do it again after the first time. It does look awfully cool, though.
Sounds gorgeous, Dana
hey, here's a novel thought kiddo. Do what I tell you. Be home when I tell you to be home and stop arguing about it. You do not have to spend every weekend at a friend's house. You are not their kid to feed and deal with. Enjoy no wireless tomorrow. < / RANT>
Sophia, keep all the teeth you can! That's weird about your mouth opening wider than before, though.
I was very productive today! I've been wanting to replace all my upstairs carpet (old and nasty) with hardwood. Finally realized the job can be done in bits. So my sister came over and we ripped up the carpet in the hall, threw it out, pulled up all the nails and staples and tack strips, and vacuumed, and now I have an ugly but clean plywood floor. I'm so pleased. Next step, pick out new flooring.
Y'all, I don't know what possessed me (maybe the spirit of Monica Geller?), but I just spent the last half hour on my kitchen floor scrubbing with vinegar and water—my kitchen hasn't been this clean in years!