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Root Canal: the final frontier

4 Jan


Today was the blessed root canal part two. The final day of some old guy sticking his hands in my mouth and making corny jokes to the hygienist. My endodontist is very pleasant, and owns a practice that his sons also work at. They give me a hot towel to clean the fragments of tooth off my face and send me on my way with instructions to not eat or drink anything hot for at least an hour, and will help me get out of the dentist chair because of how long I am laying on my back with my legs almost straight up in the air.

Wanna know a secret? I love it.


I get to travel over the water alone. I get to physically walk into some place to buy my coffee (I say ‘some place’ because it’s a gas station, but their coffee is really good), and when I pick up breakfast at Jack in the Box I dont have to listen to my beautiful children request things that don’t make sense. Sure, it’s incredibly early in the morning for some people, but making an appointment like that at six in the morning suits me. Then I just lay in a chair and listen to Peter Gabriel and John Denver until they are done. Okay fine, I can’t feel half my face and it hurts, but it’s a smidge of me time.


Plus, I get to take funny pictures of myself with dental dams and crazy lighting.


I used to hate the dentist. I thought it was horrible. I needed laughing gas. I couldn’t hold it together. I would cry during X rays.

Thank god I grew up.

I sit there calmly, patiently. I don’t bring my teddy bear and I can breathe sweetly without throwing up on the dentist.

Maybe it was something that changed with time. I just got over being frightened. But I have my doubts on that. If nothing around you changes, then how are you supposed to grow? If you never live on your own, then where is your drive to succeed in life as something bigger then yourself? To get over fears that make no sense? I have curbed my irrational fears of the dentist, and I am damn proud of that. I hope my kids move out of my house when the time is right and become strong, lovely, smart people, who can reflect on things and be proud of themselves.

It was a good dentist appointment. And when I got home, I got to help Harold and Kirby start their days too.

Oh us? We just spent this last week being AWESOME (I have no catchy title for this post)

30 Aug


We are wrapping up summer. The leaves are starting to fall, there is a quaint chill in the morning air, and I wore a sweater to take Daphne to her first grade meet and great (oh, do you see what I did there?).


On Tuesday, we took an amazing day trip to see my paternal grandparents. They are these amazing people, and although I’m pretty sure my grandfather will never give me his beautiful corvette, I love him just the same. My grandmother made potato salad, and I about died, it was that good.


It seems our unofficial theme for the summer was thankful. We were thankful for each other, our strengths, or weaknesses were supported, our accomplishments were celebrated.


We took lots of family time, and just enjoyed the good weather. Did we get enough stuff done around the house yet? Probably not, but there is always time for that I think. There is always time to fold laundry, but only one summer when Daphne is almost 6 and Kirby is almost 2.


If you can’t tell from our photos, we went to the zoo this week.


We are really looking forward to this upcoming school year. Daphne is so excited, and we spend evenings talking about all the things she wants to happen this year. “Mom, I can’t wait to see my friends” and “Mom, I can play on the big playground now! I’m a big girl!” are the sweetest things to hear. When she opens her big brown eyes and looks at me with so much excitement and confidence, it makes me just cherish her even more. She is going to do so many amazing things, and I don’t know if I can really grasp that yet.


I’m glad I took a vacation week. It was so worth it. Staycation. And tomorrow? A dentist appointment, because everyone wants someone to hang out in their mouth for like an hour…


Clean teeth and caramel rum cake,

My nails are called Amethyst Shell, but I’m pretty sure it’s just pink, and other wonderful relazations from today.

7 Jan

I was really blessed this past week, and it is one of the things I am trying to realize more. It’s odd how I can see what God has done for me, and I grasp the concept of it, but I don’t sit down and really say anything out loud. I’m going to start saying it out loud.

Yesterday, my best friend took me out to dinner at a wonderful restaurant here on the island. I got a sitter for Kirby, and we enjoyed a wonderful meal and fun enthralling conversation. We gabbed about how our lives are going, talked about how we want our lives to go in the near future, and just shot at the breeze. One of the many super special things I love about Carrie is that we may go to a nice restaurant, but when I confess that I really want to order their house burger, she laughs and says she really wanted the chicken strips as well, and she was feeling odd saying it out loud too. These are the things that make our relationship special. We think similarly in many aspects, and it just works. Like cookies and cream, or jam and cheese on a sandwich. Pure cosmic stellar lady soul mates.

Today, Harold, Kirby, and I, spent part of our day at Harold’s sister’s house, for a going away party for Jeff. Jeff is Harold’s nieces husband. He is going into the Armed Forces, and is doing such an amazing thing for his family. We are going to miss him so much, and wish him all the best because he is such a great husband and father, and it’s going to be a shame to not be in contact with him for some time. Our family is very tight knit, we are all aware of whats going on in each others lives, and I have never been part of such a big family that always wants the best for one another. Family events like this, albeit even though this one in particular had a very interesting feel, always show me how blessed we all are to have one another.

Harold has his sisters and brothers, and now all our kids have us, and their cousins. It’s wonderful and amazing to know that the love and support that his mother has taught all her kids continues on in their children, and their children’s children.

I always remember Genesis 2:22 at times like this;
And from the rib, which the LORD God had taken from man, made he a woman, and brought her unto the man.

I was made from Harold, for Harold, so I could be a part of this amazing loving family. And when I see all the relationships building with the kids, with all of them becoming closer to each other, I get so happy inside, because I am being folded into the fabric of their tribe.

Liam and Kirby, 10 months and 16 months
Liam, Jeff and Amanda’s son, and Kirby, playing to their hearts content. They will always be in each others lives, and their relationship will be amazing regardless how far away they live from one another.

I’m going to look fondly on today, because it really was special.

The ever busy mom,

Every. Single. Morning. But it’s worth it.

5 Jan

I have a really basic morning routine. It pretty much goes like this:

Open eyes.
Don’t hit snooze on the alarm.
Proceed to role out bed and haphazardly shuffle to the coffee maker.
I then make coffee if I didn’t get it ready the night before.
Take the dog for a quick walk.
Run and get my butt ready to go because I did in fact hit the snooze button, my blazer needs to go through the dryer again because I wrinkled it, and I didn’t put makeup on yet.
Drive to work obeying the speed limits but still making sure that I get there in time.

What’s the moral for this? I need to dictate my time much better then I do.

corprate world Caitlin!

That’s every morning now, and while I don’t have the wonderful morning only shift that I did as a barista, I do have security, returning customers, and confidence that this was a good idea. I don’t have the 4pm crash that I had, and I enjoy not going to bed at 9pm every night.

a regular day

After a whole day of that, I come home to this;

Shadow sleeping
Kirby eating cookies or something idk
Kirby and the Pussy Cats!

And it’s pretty great.

From a working mom to another,