Somewhere in Middle America

dentist!

She said, “My boy, I think someday
You’ll find a way
To make your natural tendencies pay
You’ll be a dentist
You have a talent for causin’ things pain
Son, be a dentist
People will pay you to be inhumane
Your temperament’s wrong for the priesthood
And teaching would suit you still less
Son, be a dentist
You’ll be a success

- “Dentist!” from Little Shop of Horrors

I feel bad for dentists. Of all the medical professionals out there, I image patients dislike visiting the dentist the most. At least that’s how I feel. Unfortunately, I found myself in the dentist’s chair yesterday morning for a cleaning. Is there anything worse than the sound of the hygienist’s pick (that’s the technical term, right?) scraping the plaque out from in between your teeth? Maybe fingernails on a chalkboard, but that’s about it.

Remember when you were a kid and you got to wear Mickey Mouse sunglasses to keep the bright light from the lamp above the dentist’s chair out of your eyes? You could pick from a variety of flavors for your flouride treatment, from root beer to bubble gum to cherry. At the end of your appointment, you’d receive a goody bag that contained a toothbrush, dental floss and a excess of stickers. Visiting the pediadontist was a veritable party!

a new chapter in my life and in blogging

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The other night I was on the phone with my grandma, and she asked me about blogging. A year or two ago I was contributing a number of blogs plus updating my own regularly, and since my grandmother doesn’t know how to connect to the Internet, she assumed I was still writing everyday. Sadly, I had to tell her the truth, that blogging had fallen to the wayside. I’m not sure why, but I made it less of a priority than my other daily activities. The unfortunate part is that I love to write (especially about myself and the people, places and things I love). It’s cathartic. It’s a way to capture a moment so that I can relive it at a later date. It’s a way to connect with friends old and new, near and far.

The other day I was inspired to pick up where I left off on Somewhere in Middle America. However, I will attempt to make my posts more focused. The sub-header of my blog is “Playing House in the Heartland,” and I intend to write more on that topic. Future posts might revolve around: cleaning, organizing and decorating my house; cooking and baking; training Briscoe to become a better behaved pooch; carving out a career; my thoughts and fears about turning 30; and, being a wife, a daughter and a sister. Of course, I’m sure I’ll want to talk about my favorite movies, music and books, as well as current events and pop culture. Basically, anything that crosses my mind on a normal day could find it’s way into the blog!

One thing that I have been mulling over quite a bit is the fact that in less than 2 months I’m going to be 30-years-old. I don’t think I’ve fully wrapped my head around that yet. I still remember how I felt turning 20, knowing I was entering into a decade full of big changes. Some of what I expected to happen in my twenties came true. Certain things did not. You can expect a couple of blog posts reflecting on what I did and did not accomplish this past decade–and what I hope will happen in the next.

I hope that you’ll join me as I brave the waters of the blogosphere… again. It’ll be good to have you along for the ride.

PJ

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