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Mar. 6th, 2014 10:24 amI had a glamorous time at the Dentist yesterday. It was really brief. The cleanings aren't as... intense as my previous dentist but the view is fantastic. Who wouldn't mind an ocean view. Though I don't really get to see the view once I am in the chair and they are going to town on my teeth. But the view is there. I take a look at the view and then let a nice Romanian woman make my teeth lovely again. Apparently I like my medical professionals to be international in some fashion. My Dentist is Romanian, my GP is German, and I am American. In Britain.
As for my teeth, there aren't any new cavities, and everything is holding in place, though one wisdom tooth is trying to come in some more. Eventually I will break down and get those two removed (and the dentist has reminded me that she just has to make a referral to the hospital and then I get booked.) but I am not quite up for it yet. Has anyone here had their wisdom teeth removed in the UK? Do they put you under? Do they give you a pony? Is there an open bar? On one hand I have never been put under (and that kind of freaks me out) but on the other hand, the idea of being alert for someone yanking out my teeth kind of gives me a panic attack. Can't they just fall out on their own and then the tooth fairy brings me a pound? I could go with that.
I am currently reading, "Consider the Fork" which is about the history/evolution of kitchen tools and how we humans use them. It is very interesting (I remember hearing some bits about it on the Food Programme about a year ago) but it does make a person want to get up and cook something, which can be a bit much at 11 at night and you are in bed or a bath and thinking thoughts of sleep. A fair amount of the information I am familiar with but the author is good at wandering all over the place on the subject but in an organized sort of way. A bit like being lead on a guided tour with several asides. Maybe I will bake some bread to get that itch out.
Head lice has reared its unwanted head at school, but things seem rather relaxed. Just "hey check your kids, and let us know if you spot anything." I bought some sort of conditioner stuff that is supposed to help with prevention. It mostly smells of tea tree oil, and makes the kids have pretty looking hair. Maybe I will add extra garlic to the food at dinner. Oh well, part of the fun of kids at school. Better than the constant chicken pox epidemic last year. Months and months of children looking awful with spots.
Senor Onion was excited to tell us all about the bubble show they had at school yesterday. He really took in a lot as he was able to explain the science of all the different things they did. I was doing reading with kids at school on Tuesday and he came through to pick out a new book and he was looking at the shelves, and I spotted "Sarah, Plain & Tall" and said, "Oh I read that when I was a kid and really enjoyed that." and he decided to pick it up. I wasn't sure if he would be able to read all of that. He is good at reading (and what can I say, I do feel a bit braggy that he does enjoy reading.) but understandably he isn't always keen to read something without any pictures for his reading homework. He has to read aloud for five minutes every night and he does clown around here and there with silly voices when he reads. I expect some of that. I was surprised that he has taken to this book and seems to enjoy story and sometimes reads past the five minutes that are required. He rightfully pointed out that he can read much faster when he reads to himself vs. reading out loud, and that is why he gets bored and fidgety. I am not sure how much longer he will be required to read out loud, but hopefully he can just be left to his own devices when reading.
Miss Biscuit broke down in tears last night as she doesn't want to ever leave preschool. I sympathized with that. She has been with her teachers for a year and a half, she knows them really well and why leave a happy place. I did point out to her that when she does start reception, she will see her teacher fairly often, as the reception kids often go and do things within the preschool, and her preschool teacher works with the reception year kids a few times a week. It ends up making for a more gentle transition when they can go back and forth and they aren't cut off from a familiar place. She did feel better about that; especially when Senor Onion pointed out that even when she is in year one, her preschool teacher will often help out in the afternoon in the classroom. Miss Biscuit wants to go to big school, but she is totally normal in not wanting to leave a perfectly lovely place.
As for my teeth, there aren't any new cavities, and everything is holding in place, though one wisdom tooth is trying to come in some more. Eventually I will break down and get those two removed (and the dentist has reminded me that she just has to make a referral to the hospital and then I get booked.) but I am not quite up for it yet. Has anyone here had their wisdom teeth removed in the UK? Do they put you under? Do they give you a pony? Is there an open bar? On one hand I have never been put under (and that kind of freaks me out) but on the other hand, the idea of being alert for someone yanking out my teeth kind of gives me a panic attack. Can't they just fall out on their own and then the tooth fairy brings me a pound? I could go with that.
I am currently reading, "Consider the Fork" which is about the history/evolution of kitchen tools and how we humans use them. It is very interesting (I remember hearing some bits about it on the Food Programme about a year ago) but it does make a person want to get up and cook something, which can be a bit much at 11 at night and you are in bed or a bath and thinking thoughts of sleep. A fair amount of the information I am familiar with but the author is good at wandering all over the place on the subject but in an organized sort of way. A bit like being lead on a guided tour with several asides. Maybe I will bake some bread to get that itch out.
Head lice has reared its unwanted head at school, but things seem rather relaxed. Just "hey check your kids, and let us know if you spot anything." I bought some sort of conditioner stuff that is supposed to help with prevention. It mostly smells of tea tree oil, and makes the kids have pretty looking hair. Maybe I will add extra garlic to the food at dinner. Oh well, part of the fun of kids at school. Better than the constant chicken pox epidemic last year. Months and months of children looking awful with spots.
Senor Onion was excited to tell us all about the bubble show they had at school yesterday. He really took in a lot as he was able to explain the science of all the different things they did. I was doing reading with kids at school on Tuesday and he came through to pick out a new book and he was looking at the shelves, and I spotted "Sarah, Plain & Tall" and said, "Oh I read that when I was a kid and really enjoyed that." and he decided to pick it up. I wasn't sure if he would be able to read all of that. He is good at reading (and what can I say, I do feel a bit braggy that he does enjoy reading.) but understandably he isn't always keen to read something without any pictures for his reading homework. He has to read aloud for five minutes every night and he does clown around here and there with silly voices when he reads. I expect some of that. I was surprised that he has taken to this book and seems to enjoy story and sometimes reads past the five minutes that are required. He rightfully pointed out that he can read much faster when he reads to himself vs. reading out loud, and that is why he gets bored and fidgety. I am not sure how much longer he will be required to read out loud, but hopefully he can just be left to his own devices when reading.
Miss Biscuit broke down in tears last night as she doesn't want to ever leave preschool. I sympathized with that. She has been with her teachers for a year and a half, she knows them really well and why leave a happy place. I did point out to her that when she does start reception, she will see her teacher fairly often, as the reception kids often go and do things within the preschool, and her preschool teacher works with the reception year kids a few times a week. It ends up making for a more gentle transition when they can go back and forth and they aren't cut off from a familiar place. She did feel better about that; especially when Senor Onion pointed out that even when she is in year one, her preschool teacher will often help out in the afternoon in the classroom. Miss Biscuit wants to go to big school, but she is totally normal in not wanting to leave a perfectly lovely place.
