Freaky

A neighbor around the corner from us has this in her (his? I don't know) window.

Apologies for the picture quality, it was taken sneakily, with my phone.

You're looking at a baby doll-- dressed as a patriotic teddy bear, a gigantic "support our troops" sticker, a four of clubs with a picture of Elvis Presley on it, a parade flag and a greeting card with (I think) some sort of prayer or Bible verse on it.

Every few weeks the collection grows. It started out as just the creepy baby. Since I took the picture, it's expanded to include her front door as well, with a peeling flag sticker, and a badly tied, yellow-mylar ribbon that looks like it might have been rescued after a baby shower. Or from the dumpster.

Initially we assumed that she had a husband/son/brother/sister/daughter/lover/whatever in Iraq or somewhere, but that doesn't explain the Elvis card or the prayer thing. And why are these things in the window? Creeps me out. Especially the baby. I might have to put a call into Hoarders about this.

A List Post!

I briefly considered writing a post about how I've increased my Effexor dosage and how I have a Very Exciting Dentist Appointment on Monday, but then I realized that there's been a lot of crazy-talk on here recently so instead I'm writing this post with lists. I know, just what you've always wanted, right?!

My Favorite Things!

• Pedicures
• Diet Soda
• Pink Wine (Yes, I know it's not fashionable.)
• Songs that I know all the words to.
• Dr. Who
• Marlowe
• California
• Sundresses
• Tanning Beds (I know.)
• Kitchen dancing

There's other stuff that I like, but that's pretty much the top ten list, at least for now

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Moving on. I have a new dentist. I haven't met her yet, but I have an appointment on Monday. There are a couple of things that disturb me about this dentist, and dentists in general.



Dentist Stuff

1. New dentist is my age, and she's totally prettier than me. Like Texas Girl pretty. Really, go look.  I'm seeing the one called Elizabeth Dannenberg. Dentists aren't supposed to look like pagent girls.

2. In general, I find the dental experience very...intimate. Almost like going to the gynecologist. I mean, do you let people who you aren't sleeping with put their fingers in your mouth? I didn't think so. It seems like something that should at least wait 'til the 2nd date.

3. The entire staff of the dental office is female. I'm not sure why I think that's weird, but I do.

4. My last "regular" (as in, I saw him more than once) killed himself. And his wife. And his mother-in-law. Unfortunately, the Internet tells me that this isn't all that unusual for people in this profession. Baffling.

5. New Dentist promises me the BEST CARE EVER (sic). Very enthusiastic, that one.

6. They promise me "movie glasses," soft blankets and neck pillows. I had no idea that this would be so much like going to the spa. Also, what are movie glasses?

Your turn, tell me stuff that you like. And tell me about your dentist. (Or the other people you let put their hands in your mouth, if you'd prefer.) I know you're there. My stat counter says that I have a ton of lurkers, so speak up.