Happy Mother's Day to those of you who by birth or by circumstances are or have been mothers. If I wasn't writing to an alcoholic audience, I could just say "Happy Mother's Day," but we are all so complicated and our families tend to be complicated too.Yesterday my neighbor and I went on our annual perennial and annual purchasing trip. I spent WAY too much money, but I got some lovely flowers. The above is a rose (fragrant cloud) that I decided smelled and looked too good to go in the back yard, so I planted it smack dab in front of my front porch. I love roses. I love flowers. I love, love, love the fact that I own a little postage stamp of land where I can plant things and watch them grow.
I woke up on Friday with a horrendous toothache. I am now starting my third day of antibiotics, and woke up without terrific pain this morning. It is down to a dull ache, which I can tolerate. I did a google search yesterday for "toothache so bad I think I am going to die," which got me all kinds of information. I ran straight out to Walgreen's for clove oil. I don't know that it helped, but I am using it anyway.
So, here I sit this morning. I can look at the fact that it is raining outside, I have a dull toothache and will likely spend at least a thousand dollars on my mouth in the next week, my family is fractured and complicated and Mother's Day shines a spot light on that, and my skirt is tight...
Or, I would prefer to think about the fact that my daughter is clean and sober and sleeping safely in the bedroom next to mine. She has a day planned so that she doesn't have the opportunity to get too involved in thinking about her life and her kids today. My son is taking us all out for lunch today. I have the most beautiful roses in the world just outside my front door. I am on my way out the door to go to church at 7 a.m. on a Sunday morning. AND I have dental insurance! (the copay will still be about $1,000 for what I think I am going to need.) And I have a closet full of skirts, shoes to match, and too many blouses, sweaters, and shirts to even count.
Praise God!
And Happy Mother's Day.
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Off Day.
Big Day.
Busy Day.
Good Day.
Mother's Day.
Okay!
Some days it comes down to perspective! Happy Mother's Day!
1. I'll bet you look hot in a tight skirt.
2. I hate that your tooth hurts darlin'.
Happy Mothers Day.
Happy Mother's day. As the Queen of dental work, I urge you to get to your dentist asap. It makes me hurt as I write this. I know this is a particularly poignant Mother's Day for you due to the events of the year. As Lawrence Welk would say, "Wunnerful, wunnerful, wunnerful!" Have a blessed day. J.
I am seeing my dentist at tooth-hurty on Tuesday.
I hope you have a lovely Mother's Day today in the most pain-free way possible.
Hey Mom. Grandmom.
Happy Day!!!!!
See, now I think tooth-hurty o'clock is funny! As I told you yesterday when we spoke, our lake house was called Tooth Acres! The sign was a white tooth with red letters that pointed the way through all those unmarked gravel roads.
I told my kids about "Tooth Acres" at lunch today and they thought that was hilarious... me too.
Happy Mother's Day Mary. There seems to be some oral issues going around. Hope you feel better soon.
I haven't thought of Tooth Acres in a long time. Thanks So.
Blessings to you on your day (no holiday required) and your tooth...
I will think of you at tooth hurty on Tuesday... (couldn't wait 'til Thirsty?)
Toothsday at tooths-hurty sounds a lot like Lisa Douglas from Green Acres. See how that all ties in with your appointment and Tooth Acres? It's late, sorry.
Dear Mary,
I posted a comment to you by mistake - I'm sorry!
I wish you a happy Mother's Day.
Love
Micky
It sounds like a good day except for the tooth ache. Fortunately, I've never had one of those. I've had an achy head and heart but the teeth are great.
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