Today’s Weight … 121.9
Two pieces of king cake, sushi, crawfish pasta, finger sandwiches, french fries, cheese, an Oreo ball, a doughnut and alcohol. Oh, and a banana. Surprisingly not a good recipe for weight loss.
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(1) I bit down into a fried oyster and may have cracked my tooth on, ironically, another tooth. Actually, part of another tooth … that somehow was deposited and cooked with the oyster. It was restaurant leftovers. And, yes, I realize how completely disgusting this situation is … as it was in my mouth.
(2) I watched as a group of dads (I’m sorry, I mean really tough guys) defended the honor of my friend, Vanessa, who was accosted by a large group of redneck hillbillies (I can say it, I’m from here) at the family Mardi Gras parade this weekend. Totally serious. It almost got as ugly as the people doing the accosting.
(3) I was handed a tooth at our Superbowl party yesterday. Granted, it was my daughter’s. But still … what’s with all the dental omens?
(4) I stopped to take a picture of my neighbor’s garbage … a 1960s-ish AirGoMeter (wondering if it’s Air-GO-Meter or AirGOMeter) … and contemplated “stealing” it for the purposes of my own entertainment.
(5) I used a bathroom with a bidet yesterday. I thought that merited mentioning.
(6) I was sold a beer at my Superbowl party yesterday by my daughter.
(7) I helped a friendly stranger name her (hopefully award-winning) vegetarian chili. My suggestion? Milli Vanilli Chili. Because the recipe includes an ingredient posing as a something else.
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My youngest came home from school today with his tooth his teacher pulled. (First grade teacher, Jennifer, apparently she’s known for pulling teeth.) There’s definitely a dental theme going on.
OK- I am a little slow tonight—-was the piece of tooth in the restaurant food yours or someone else’s??? I am dying to know. The grossness factor would be out of the ballpark…
The piece of the tooth in the restaurant food was NOT my tooth. Repeat NOT my tooth. Let the convulsions begin …
Geez- that is so incredibly disgusting. I am just dumbfounded. (not unusual, I realize- but speechless as well.) Wow.
Did you know it was a bidet before you used? Or was it a (hopefully) pleasant surprise?
There were separate seats for ‘fast forward’ and ‘rewind.’ No surprises here.
LOL I love that visual. (kind of)
Wait. Was that a tooth you found in your food or was that a tooth that cracked and came out of your mouth? Wait, I need to go reread it. (insert elevator music) OH OH OH OH OH!!! I feel the need to hug you or Purell you or bring you some Listerine. *shiver*
Also…go manly husbands! Was your friend OK?
Yes, but did you USE the bidet. THAT is the question…
(Not going to discuss the tooth. Pretending I didn’t read that part.)
I’m a coward. I did not. But it was at a close friend’s house so there’s ample opportunity in the future. And the experience shall be a blog post. For you, Jenny.
(See what you did.)