I'm watching First Blood. Part of the Rambo collection I got today. I got my gift early.

We had a belated, mini-Thanksgiving dinner together today. We had been waiting to get together with my brother and his family, but either his family was sick or ours was, so we just had a small version of a Turkey Day dinner. Also, during dinner, my oldest son enlightened us with a story of the plight of the Pilgrims as they arrived at their new home to discover that naked Indians were constantly running around and flashing everyone. So the men shot them in the butt. That was the only way to get them to stop.

I had forgotten all about that important part of history.

That's...quite a tale there, Vapor.

Well, the kids' Christmas play was this morning, so I'm glad that's over. No more practices for that!  They all did so well.

Have a good week, gang.

Beware of ISIS.

Took my daughter to her dentist appointment today, and after being numbed by a shot in the gums, she wouldn't let them pull the tooth we went there to have taken out. So now we have to reschedule with a dentist another 1.5 hours away who can give her a drug to make her loopy, and less apprehensive. Hurray.

After all that I think you may be more deserving of the loopy drugs, Vaporman.

I don't blame your daughter Vamporman.  I would want to be more loopy too.  Anything dealing with the mouth hurts.

kidcoffee wrote :

After all that I think you may be more deserving of the loopy drugs, Vaporman. -end quote

My thoughts exactly. At least they didn't charge us for the time there and the anesthesia.

Poshy2005 wrote :

I don't blame your daughter Vamporman.  I would want to be more loopy too.  Anything dealing with the mouth hurts.
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True. I think I had a harder time understanding because I myself had to have 6 teeth extracted in one sitting as a kid. I didn't want to either, but I didn't refuse to open my mouth.

I can even remember us stopping in a store somewhere afterward and looking into a cardboard box with an artificial Christmas tree unassembled inside, and having blood pour out of my mouth into the box. My gauze had soaked up all it could handle. Blech!

Coming back from a Christmas party at my son's karate dojo. Full of junk food and a female Santa... with a beard. Alrighty then.