I realized as I was almost at the Davis T stop this morning that I'd forgotten to pack my gym shoes. So I did the elliptical in my ankle boots.
elliptical, interval program:
1mi @ 11:28min
2mi @ 23:19min
2.55mi @ 30min
I had a dentist appointment today (regular six month cleaning).
The dentist was asking Meg (the hygienist) and me when you're allowed to swear at your kids. She said never 'cause in her house her father wouldn't allow even stuff like "pissed off" or "screwed up." He said something about her growing up all sunshine and puppies. (I in contrast said I was fairly certain my father swore at/around us when we were fairly young.) He was asking how old your kids have to be before you can curse at them and they know that it's not okay for them to curse back. I said I thought that was a double standard and we talked a bit about that.
Anyway, Meg had done the cleaning and he poked around in my mouth some and said I need a small filling. I said, "Lame," but he still had tools in his mouth so I couldn't really talk, so I flipped him off.
They were both like, "Did you just do that?"
I explained that I couldn't talk 'cause he still had stuff in my mouth, so I was expressing my displeasure elsewise. (No, I did not say "elsewise.")
He said actually he's had people flip him off before. I said, "I think I've done it to you before." He said, "Yeah, maybe it was you." [I checked this tag and yup, my first visit to him.]
I turn to Meg and said, "I'm sorry to have traumatized your sunshine and puppies life."
Oh, this is the part I forgot to tell my coworkers: At the end of the visit, he shook my hand and said, "Have a great f*cking day." Meg and I laughed.
He gave me prescription flouride toothpaste, 'cause apparently the cavity's in an unusual place and he doesn't want any more unusual fillings (nor do I).
I miss having healthy teeth. Yeah my baby teeth were wicked slow to come out and I had supernumeraries and all that, but I didn't have a cavity until I was like 16 or something.
I had pasta for lunch today, but it was unsatisfying -- wheat penne with spinach, tomatoes, broccoli, sundried tomatoes, alfredo&pesto. I got full-ish and didn't finish all of it, but it did not hit the spot like I had hoped it would. (I was hoping for some kind of ravioli, and also mushrooms. I did at least get a berry smoothie.)
I had a moderately productive/busy day. I didn't crash at all, which I was somewhat impressed by since the hours of sleep I got the past three nights went: 9/7/5. I did opt to skip class tonight, though, as I knew from experience that there was basically no chance I would stay awake through class. So I did some of the errands I've been putting off for a few days -- though I still have not looked at the NIB section I'm doing at group on Thursday. *goes to look that up now* Luke 6:12-16, Choosing the Twelve. Okay, I'll read that tomorrow evening.
I've also not been as good as I could be about keeping up with General Conference (I'm not a Methodist, but since the closest I have to a church home is Methodist, a lot of people I care about are invested in what happens there ... plus obviously I have some interest in the developments in any denomination re: human sexuality).
Weeping may come; weeping may come in the night,
When dark shadows cloud our sight.
Joy comes with the dawn; joy comes with the morning sun;
Joy springs from the tomb and scatters the night with her song,
Joy comes with the dawn.
-from "Joy Comes With the Dawn"