In my continuing quest to save my teeth I adhere myself like a barnacle to any and all gadgets I can find. Well, as long as they are not annoying, or electrical, or take up too much time. Recently the lovely Elaine who does my dental cleaning sent me home with what I call Tooth Poking Trees. You jab these little dealies between your teeth where they meet up at the gum line and where wee bits of stuff can be missed by flossing and brushing. I used up all the freebies she sent me home with so I had to actually go out and purchase some. (I know!) But when I searched the aisles all I could find were pink ones. And those do NOT look like cute little trees.
It’s not painful to poke these between your teeth, and they really work well. (In case you thought this sounded like it might hurt, it doesn’t. And I am a big ol’ baby when it comes to pain, tattoos included.) But still, pink? At least these came with a carrying case, so now I can stash some in my purse.
Since I put my new posts up at around 8:30 or so, my time, each night, I’m trying to be a bit more forward-thinking for those of you who read them the next day. In that vein (and because my calendar book shows only two days at once, and this time the page was facing the right way),
I noticed ahead of time, instead of a day late, that the dark moon will be tomorrow, Thursday, at 11:44 a.m.
Tomorrow would also have been my maternal grandfather’s birthday. Papa Bill was the one who told me not to be a fishwife. I think he would have turned 96 if he hadn’t gone Home four years ago. (A personal aside to my Hanny: I will forever be sorry for how I broke the news to you, I hope to never feel this bad about something again. Please accept my apology, once more.)
We have come around our card altar to Sylvia’s petite deck of life lessons. If you aren’t familiar with her work I’d suggest checking one of her books out of your local library, she has some fascinating things to say.
Walking Away from Betrayal
It is a familiar refrain: ‘why was I betrayed when I gave my all?’ Know that going through this challenge is part of your chart, your own life plan that you set up before you left Home. Don’t fall into questioning bitterness, or beating yourself up over these lessons, simply walk away from this experience with the knowledge that you have learned from it, and you are stronger for the experience. You don’t need to address this particular issue again. Look forward, from this point on, with light and love.
The teeth trees look like drag queen mascara wands as they are bright pink as well as bristly, imho.
My tarot card for the day on facebook was The Tower and now I have seen Betrayal on your site. I confess, this makes me a bit less eager to change out of my jammies and face the day–being sort of wimpy and change averse in general.
My maternal grandfather died four years ago July 15th. I had meant to stay with him while they removed the ventilator and he let go but I ran from the room and dropped to my knees in the hall. I regret that failure, the weakness of not facing it.
Since when is it weakness or failure not to want to watch your Grandpa die? That’s normal human emotion. Virtual *hugs* to you Lora. There’s nothing to regret.
Totally with Delia on this one Babe, no failure there AT ALL! Let those regrets go this instant. I’m here to tell ya, he does NOT want you feeling bad about this every again. On the 15th of this month, stand or sit some place nice and quiet, tell him you love him and that you know he loves you too. There you go, all better now.
Also, that Tower and this Betrayal might just be the turmoil you are alredy knee deep in, so this could mean it is all on it’s way out. See? Nothing but good times ahead.
They look like those little pink tinsel Christmas trees. I think they’re cute.
I just have a really strong aversion to pink. And the green was so much more dental-y to me.
Our dentist gave us these to try. LOVE them. I did not know they come in pink! Not, that pink is a favourite colour. Now red, that is a colour, or purple, or blue.
No license plates today, everyone has gone home for the winter, maybe…
Fun aren’t they? I’m hooked that’s for sure. But I will continue my search for ones of another color.
My mother loves red, the more red the better.
I think you’re right, everyone has gone to New Hampshire for the leaves.
Welcome Angel! I will only say that I hope the cards are HELPFUL and not just creepy, in their accuracy. LOL, we are here for learning and entertainment purposes only, take what works for you home in your pocket and toss the rest into that dark moon. We call it the Recycle Moon around here, it’s where we throw things that we don’t need to hang on to any longer (I’m going to write a bit about this tonight in fact). Activities? Sure, write down whatever is negative right now that you’d like gone onto a small piece of paper, visual your life without it, then flush it down the toilet. You can also do this with fire, just be super careful, flame-outs tend to happen when big emotions are involved, water is more gentle. Also, google around for a woman named Dorothy Morrison, she’s a witch I know who writes really cool rhyming rituals for all occasions.
Thanks. That’s perfect! The Recycle Moon.
Good luck with the little pick trees, baby.
Thanks, I may go poke at my teeth right now!
Oh, I love these pick trees. They are saving my teeth. Although I have to have a root canal in my lower left wisdom tooth. Doesn’t sound very smart for a tooth. The root canal i’m not worried about. The dam I am. I never use those, I can sit very still. But the other dentist said she had to cause of the tiny tiny tools. My blood pressure is going up just typing this.
Heard from Mr. Nick. Took him out for a flu shot and pick up his new geek glasses. Nice mom. lolol Sounds like he’s having the requisite amount of new college fun. Homework? what homework? P.A.R.T.Y!
Good luck with your dammed mouth (funny aren’t I), but you are so much like me, way worried before you even get there. I’ve had them, I felt horrible panic at the very idea, but once the process was up and running, I was fine. (Hope your dentist doesn’t try to ease your stress with terrible jokes like mine does, it is NOT helpful.)
He has to settle in at college Mom! No worries, Nick has such a good foundation, he’ll have fun, but not get in much trouble.