Pearly Whites

I just got back from the dentist and my pearly whites checked out with a clean bill of health. The hygenist was super friendly and good with Miller (he was a little talkative, fussy, sleepy, so he needed some encouragement to be good while her hands were in my mouth). Two things I ponder after every visit.

1) How bad are other people's teeth? They constantly praise me and tell me I have wonderful teeth. I don't take "that" good of care of them. I brush 1 to 2 times a day and floss when I remember or have something stuck in my teeth. I don't even brush for the recommended amount of time. I hope Miller inherits my good teeth genes.

2) My records state I knocked my front tooth out back in 7th grade and that I have not had a root canal. I have been going to this same dentist office for 7 years now and I get the question every time. Then I have a moment of self doubt and can't wait to look in the mirror to see if it has changed color from the last time I brushed my teeth. I think they are hoping I decide to get a root canal since they haven't been able to squeeze any cavity fillings out of me.

Just a couple more hours until we head to the Hard Rock to see Stone Temple Pilots. I read a few reviews online today and almost all had positive things to say. I don't have super high hopes since Scott Weiland could be severly hopped up on cocaine or heroin but I expect a decent show. I know I will be hoarse tomorrow after singing my heart out tonight. I almost started playing the cds to brush up on lyrics but decided not too. Some things you just don't forget from your high school days!