Dinner and the Dentist
Two totally unrelated things, but both are the most recent exciting things.
Last Saturday night Kris and I had our very first married couple dinner party. We fit the maximum number of guests (4) per square inch of comfort in our place, for a total of 6 people at the dinner table. I made full use of our Pfaltzgraff dishes, setting the table for a formal dinner.
Tangent warning: Although I have told many people in person, I do not recall telling the “Pfaltzgraff” story on here. How is it, you ask, that Kris and I could possibly have a set of Pfaltzgraff that was retired in 2001 (since we didn’t get together until mid-2003)? Are we crazy collectors that found a few pieces we liked and started buying them up? Well, Kris and I both had pieces of the Blue Isle set from previous relationships - yet we were the ones in those relationships who had picked out the pattern. When we started dating we were having dinner one night at Kris’s old bachelor pad, and I got the utensils and dishes ready. I was a little shocked when I had the realization that he had my Pfaltzgraff pattern, and exclaimed about it then. Kris did not believe me until he came over my place for dinner, and I showed him the Blue Isle plates I had. Somehow none of the pieces either one of us had were the same, and luckily once we got settled in here in CA, we were able to find some of the ones we were missing on ebay.
Back to my story of dinner…it was really cool having two new couplefriends - Amy and Erik (BBQ) and Diane and Eddie - over for dinner. We’re all into rally, which is great in itself, but we’re all also from the east coast. Even better, Erik and Eddie went to grad school (another common thing) at Princeton in NJ, and Eddie is a huge Rangers hockey fan, which is my favorite team. Eddie and I even have the same favorite player from back in the day. I got to burn some of my candles from the basket I received at my bridal shower (tall green ones for first time you have people over for dinner). After dinner we played a round of “Kill Dr. Lucky” followed by one of “Save Dr. Lucky.” Both were very entertaining, and it’s exciting to get new people involved in playing your favorite games.
Then Monday morning I had to go to the dentist. It was my first time going to get a cavity filled (yes, I’m probably going to sound like a huge baby here), but I also had to deal with getting them to change my name, as well as dealing with my new stupid insurance. The whole thing with the cavity - novocaine, drilling, etc. - went well and quite fast. The one thing I absolutely do not understand is why any dentist is still using the metal crap to fill cavities because it contains mercury! (Thank goodness for me my first cavity occurred as an informed adult!) Why in my right mind would I agree to intentionally put that in MY MOUTH, soooooo close to my brain??? Plus, to fill it with “the silver” they have to drill more of your tooth out! Call me crazy, but I’m going to pay the extra $50 out of pocket to NOT put that in my body.
Anyway, the dentist A) kept talking to the dental technician about going karting, and how much fun it is to flip over in one, which I can tell you is not really the kind of soothing thing you want to hear when you’re in that chair. He also B) kept asking me how I felt. I had no idea how it was supposed to feel - like is the amount of pain I felt usual? Was it too much? No clue, so I just shrugged my shoulders. The novocaine was a weird feeling, again my first time having the entire side of my face numb for half the day (note to self: do not try to clean ears while under influence of novocaine again…). When it finally wore off, I started having random “phantom” pain in my teeth. What was weird is that the tooth they actually drilled didn’t hurt. It didn’t hurt before the cavity was filled either. But I still have this one tooth that occasionally will roar up into a brief moment of agonizing pain. They didn’t drill anything else, and I was so freaked out I almost called the office back the next day. Luckily Kris helped calm me down, as did everyone else I talked to, and my teeth don’t really hurt anymore. Off to brush my teeth…
