Cracked or Crazed –


I went to our dentist to see if I cracked my tooth in my fall in Texas. The first thing she told me is to get my story straight. She said that chased by wasps is no good. I should tell people I was riding one of those mechanical bulls and-----. That’s better than telling people I had a run in with some liquored-up wasps. She took an x-ray and polished (actually sanded with a tiny sanding wheel) the little ridge on my tooth that the crack caused. It turns out that I may not know if I hurt my tooth for years. It all depends upon how much trauma the tooth actually experienced. Everybody in the dentist’s office had a story of how someone whacked his teeth and it took from 1 to 6 years for the tooth to die. So my tooth may be fine but then again---.


We did some successful shopping today. We went to Tuesday Morning (on Monday morning) in search of a red highlighted Mr. Coffee machine that Christy was searching for. They actually had it. So we picked it up. We also went to Sam’s and somehow spent $200. (outside cat food, cheese, apples, sausage, bread, benefiber, splenda, peanut butter, paper plates… ) Sam’s is a dangerous place.


When we got home we got some really good news. You may remember we had a safe-house inspection done a little while back. We found out what effect it had on our insurance premium. Our premium was decreased by $2641! We would much rather have that $220 a month for us then giving it to the insurance company. It just goes to show that unless you prove otherwise the insurance company will make the worst case assumptions and set rates accordingly. This sure helps the retirement budget out.


I’m back to wearing my splint on my left hand full time again. I left it off most of Sunday and the hand swelled up. I’ll have to recover a little more slowly.

We have absolutely no plans made for tomorrow. I guess it’s time to play catch up with the house.