It occurred to me the other day that I have rather large canines or "eye teeth." They're so long and pointed that I look like I'm going to tear into a wildebeast at any moment. So I decided to get them corrected. I researched some web sites and did my homework and then visited some cosmetic dentists. In the process I noticed my two front teeth are also too large. So large and wide I feel like a rabbit (about to tear into a wildebeast).

The dentists agreed, of course, that I could improve my smile with eight vaneers bonded to the front of my teeth to even out my "dispraportionately large front teeth and rounded canines." This way I could have a mouthful of teeth as big as my front ones. Very attractive. The process would take only two visits and cost $9,000.

Hmmmm. I thought about it for about 2 seconds and said "I'll check with my husband." That's the best thing about being married. I can act stupid and helpless when I want to. Sometimes it's not an act. You never know. . .

The husband just laughed at the thought and said I had fine teeth and if I wanted to put my money into anything, how about a boob job? Hahahaha. He tried to pass it off as a joke, but I know he wasn't kidding.

This whole process made me realize that I'm very glad my parents decided to make me wear braces for 2 1/2 loooong years and a retainer for 4 years after that. Imagine what I would look like if they hadn't! And those braces couldn't have been cheap. Especially when you have fourteen other children to feed. Maybe my parents did a pretty good job raising me after all. . .

Now, about that boob job. . .

Huuuug!!!

Priya hugs everything. And I mean everything. Not just teddy bears and stuffed bunnies (although they're subject to it too), but everything. Yesterday she had a sticker she particularly liked and gave it a big hug. When she does that she squints up her eyes, raises her chin, and declares "Huuuug!" so we all know what she's doing. Occasionally a particularl object deserves a kiss too. Lucky sticker.

I mailed out all my Christmas gifts the other day. Seven boxes of presents to Texas, Oregon and South Carolina. I took Priya with me to mail them and she demanded two pens from the UPS lady. "Huuuug!" for the pens.

I was reading E. McPan's blog this morning and feeling particularly stupid. What's it like to be in her world of law students and intelligent people? I wonder if she would like to be a part of mine. It consists of poopie diapers and spit up. And stupidity. My excuse is hormones. Seriously. Since I've had children my IQ has taken a true tumble. This morning I told a patient I was flighty and advised her to find another physician. She just laughed. I'm not sure I was kidding.

Anyway, I wish I could blog everyday with interesting anecdotes about my life. But I can't blog because I don't have time and I don't have too many interesting things happening. Unless you count Anjali eating solids exciting. Or Priya pee-peeing in the potty fun.

My life is great, though. I have absolutely no complaints.

Huuuuug!!!