6-28-04 - The Dentures Dream

No pain log today... It would be redundant (everything hurts at about 5, except headache is a dull 4).

I woke this morning from one of those 'dentures' dreams...
For some reason I was getting a 'dental makeover', and when I came out of anesthesia, I wasn't sporting new porcelain veneers but a mouthful of DENTURES...
I remember being VERY, VERY upset and disappointed. I can even remember how they FELT in my mouth, grit from adhesive and all, like a pair of heavy plastic coasters...
Although my teeth are far from perfect, they're all mine, and I can still eat steak and corn on the cob with the best of them...:-)

Busy morning.... It's after 6am and I'm trying to wake up AND get caught up on some things around the house (not dishes yet -- that'll be a WHOLE DAY thing tomorrow!) as well as find a way to get my electric and phone bills paid today (shutoff on Wednesday), and also need to call my att and find out what's going on with disability (as in, anything on a hearing date yet -- it'll be 1 year next month that we appealed and asked for a hearing on my SSI/SSDI app). Trying not to feel negative and hopeless, but both missions (bills and att) will most likely be disappointments today, as usual...
I hate Mondays...

Nash wants a new bike.
He says it's because the one he's riding now is falling apart (it is, but still fair condition though) but I know it's because he's bitter about his Dad (who gave it to him way back in early 2003 -- he told Nash he picked it up off a curb somewhere and fixed it up; Nash then chose it over the almost-new red one I'd bought him the year before), who we have not heard from since he stood us up for an ice cream trip a year ago (abt. May 2003 - said he had a NASCAR race to watch).
Nash told me one night he's tired of telling his friends 'where his Dad is' so he just tells them the truth (that he doesn't know) but he takes it out on the bike (leaves it in the yard, doesn't use the kickstand, etc.) and snaps "Good!" when I warn him someone may steal it...

So last night when I found a couple extra dollars in my wallet when I went to the store I picked up two Lotto tickets for the big game tomorrow night... 210 million and counting. Wow. Wouldn't THAT be nice...
Could buy LOTS of cool new bikes with THAT, I'm thinking... :-)

And that's all I can do right now... WISH. HOPE...

Off to climb onto the Monday track...