Well, dear readers, I have breaking bombshell news – it is Thanksgiving. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, it is Thanksgiving, the day we give thanks for giving thanks on Thanksgiving. In honor of Thanksgiving, I’ve decided to eat some oyster crackers, even though the holiday of Oyster happened months ago – oh wait, that was Easter. I watched no motion pictures last evening due to the events of the day. So, let’s talk about the events of the day. I woke up at eleven-thirty after almost eight hours of sleep. There were a couple of texts and telephonic messages about a recommended dentist and could I be in his office by twelve-thirty. I got some more information, it sounded good to me, and I got dressed and drove over there and got there right on time – in nearby Encino. Doctor hadn’t gotten back from lunch yet, but I had to fill out paperwork and all that jazz and by the time I finished, he was back. He seemed very nice and very laid back. I took one look at my teeth, figured I hadn’t been to a dentist in five years (correct), said my gums, especially around the two loose caps – the one that was still there on the bottom and the one that got lost from the top – huge build-ups of tartar. I do not like tartar unless the word sauce follows it and even then, I’m very picky about tartar sauce. They took X-rays of just the left side of Ye Olde Mouthe. So, he said he was going to get all that really bad tartar off those two crown locations and to that end he shot me up with some heavy doses of the morphine – sorry – Novocain. The plan was to clean up those two areas but good and put hydrogen peroxide there to start the gums healing. After that, he’d re-cement the bottom crown and give me a temporary crown on top. The whole thing lasted around ninety minutes. I didn’t feel much pain, thanks to the morphine – sorry, Novocain – and by the end of it he said the gums were already looking healthier. He re-cemented the bottom crown and so that’s finally back to what it should be. Then he did the temporary crown but told me to still not chew on that side until I get my permanent in two weeks. After that’s done, we’ll discuss the next appointment to do a proper and thorough cleaning, and then figure out what to do about my now-crooked tooth on the bottom. I liked him very much. He told me some stories while he was working, one of which was being at a Thanksgiving dinner with Petula Clark. He was excited to hear that I produced an album with her and I mentioned I’d also done one with Helen Reddy, and he knew her, too, because he was friends with her daughter. So, I made the appointment for two weeks, once the big cleaning is done, he’s recommending strongly the purchase of a water pik, so I’ll look into those.
Since I was close to a freeway onramp, I did that, came home, used the loo (ool, spelled backwards), then went to the mail place and picked up a package and the first Christmas card of the holiday season, came home and finally began answering e-mails. I was still hugely numb AND hugely hungry, but since when taking a sip of Diet 7-UP I could barely keep it from dribbling out of my mouth, I had to wait until about five o’clock to go to Gelson’s for food. I was hoping they’d have the soup I like, but of course, they did not. What else is new? So, I got two slices of turkey and some cornbread stuffing, and one little slice of ham, then came home. I ate the stuffing and the turkey very carefully – it was good, but I couldn’t even finish the second slice of turkey. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish, dozed off, tried to find a movie to watch, but kept dozing off before I could even choose one. That was pretty much it, and it was pretty much that. And my mouth still isn’t quite done with the numbness from the morphine – sorry, Novocain. Wait, isn’t Michael Caine married to Novo Caine?
Today, I’ll be up by eleven or thereabouts, I’ll relax, then shave and shower, after which, in my quest to change my lifestyle, I’ll walk over to the nearby restaurant (about a half a mile) and meet dear reader Jeanne for Thanksgiving dinner. Then she’ll head home, and I’ll walk back home in the quest to change my lifestyle. I’m going to try and not be a pig. It’s buffet style and the jernt is a Mexican jernt so we’ll see what they have. I may not even have turkey at all, maybe just a taco y enchilada and some of their good corn pudding. That would be enough for me, that and a salad from my greens, in my quest to change my lifestyle. Once back home, I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow and the weekend will all be ME days, hopefully the two important envelopes will arrive, I think my Christmas cards should be here by Saturday, too, I’ll eat healthy things like salads – I may even do two salads – small for lunch, larger with protein of some sort for dinner, in my quest to change my lifestyle. If I could just stick to THAT routine for a couple of weeks, I think I’d actually see some damn results. Of course, I will be having a birthday meal and while I’ll try to be good, it IS my birthday, and I will eat what I need to eat. After the weekend, then we’re into the Kritzerland rehearsal week – first seeing the eye surgeon on Monday, Kritzerland on Tuesday, doing stuff on Wednesday and Thursday, Kritzerland on Friday, stumble-through on Saturday, and then show on Sunday afternoon, followed by birthday dinner somewhere fun.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by eleven or thereabouts, relax, shave and shower, have a Thanksgiving dinner with dear reader Jeanne, walk there and back in a quest to change my lifestyle, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are you doing for Thanksgiving? Cooking? Going out? What are your favorite Thanksgiving foods? All of it. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to be having a Thanksgiving with teeth.