Those darn cockle picker gangmasters.

This is totally random but something on the radio today reminded me of it.  When we went to see the Ring 2 on opening night, there was the black couple sitting behind us and it was just like the stereotypical thing where they were talking during the movie and laughing and yelling the whole time.  Totally ruined the movie.  But the thing that I was remembering was at one point when they showed the awful face of the person who died

And the guy behind us yells out, “Oh man, it looks like she had some sour toothpaste!”  I don’t know why, but that really cracked me up.

So here’s the really sad news for the day.

So Sara has some teeth problems.  She has always had really sensitive teeth and she grinds them in her sleep so she has to wear this bite splint thing every night.  She wears it religiously and gets REALLY upset when she forgets it, like if we go away for the weekend.  Also she flosses her teeth every day and is always bothering me to floss mine (which I *very* rarely do).  Despite this, she went to the dentist the other day and they told her that a combination of the grinding and just bad teeth I guess has resulted in her teeth being basically destroyed.  We knew this day would come, but we kind of thought it would be 10 years from now. 😦  So Sara needs major dental work including 4 crowns and a new bite splint to wear every night. 

But here’s the real kicker…the dentist says no more pop for Sara!  It’s too acidic.   So all of a sudden she has to go from drinking 2 – 3 glasses/cans a day to nothing!  So I’m going to try to finish what we have in the house and then quit along with her out of sympathy.  We’ve already cut out the vast majority, but it’s pretty hard!  It’s gotten pretty cold lately, so we’re drinking a lot of coffee and tea and stuff.  It’s going to get old though.

So anyway, that’s the story, no pop and lots of expensive dental work for Sara. 😦  Wish her good luck!