Still Here...

... which may be to your dismay, but you lose, if that's the case.  Huh?  Oh, moving on...

It's not that I've been uber-busy or on an exotic vacation or anything like that.  It's just that every time I sat down to blog, it seemed that I didn't quite have enough substance to blog about.  I know that hasn't stopped me in the past, but it sure didn't compel me to blog, either.  Shall we do some bullet points?  It would make this go a lot smoother...

• That tooth I broke the Friday night before Memorial Day (when NO dentist was going to be "in" until Tuesday)?  Finally got fixed this past Monday.  I went in thinking that I'd get a, "Yep, it's broken.  Let's schedule you another appointment to start the ball rolling for a crown."  But instead, it was, "Well, you have two options -- Option A is that we rebuild the tooth and continue on until it breaks down the road and Option B is that we put a crown on it."  I was quick to go with Option A, of course... and he was all about breakin' out the novocaine right then and there.  Ummm, OK.  Within half an hour, I was back on the road, complete with a new lower right back molar.
• Of course, it's difficult to talk when half of your mouth is rather 'lazy' due to novocaine.  At least I wasn't drooling on people (or so I think) -- as I had to go to Jazzercise shortly after the dentist.  Luckily, the red mark on the left side of my mouth that was left from the dentist holding that side of my mouth open had disappeared before I had to see people that I knew.
• Japanese Beetles are eating my petunias!  Bastards!  The poor planter looks like hell because of them.  I had to buy a beetle trap today and set it up to start attracting and killing those pests!  I'm only going to harbor ONE Japanese thing, and it's my husband!  Take note, you damn Japanese Beetles!!!
• I'm spending Thursday at my mom's house, going through the remainder of my stuff that I left there.  Chances are that I don't need any of it and can sell it in a garage sale next week.  I'm sure she was pleased to hear that I'm coming to clear the crap out.
• I was behind a "virgin" at Subway tonight.  Translation: She had never ordered sammiches from Subway before, so she had NO clue.  What should have been a 5-minute trip for a 6-inch sub for my dinner turned into 15-20 minutes.  The woman couldn't believe that there are something like 5 different kinds of bread to choose from, and subsequently could not make up her mind.  For two footlongs AND a 6-inch.  Oh, and then she couldn't believe that there are something like 4 or 5 different kinds of cheese to choose from.  Her answer?  One of each kind!  Um, hello?  They only put 4 slices (and they're half slices of cheese, mind you) on a footlong sub and 2 half slices on a 6-inch sub, so um, one of each isn't gonna work.  Sweet bebby jeebus, then came the veggies.  I should have pulled up a chair and had a seat in line.  I understand that not everyone is well-versed in ordering from each and every menu in the entire world, but sweet buttery jeebus, could ya either speed it up or step back out of line until you can decipher it all?  At least that's what I try to do.  [How big is a small?  Is it big? -- John Pinette reference, if you must know.]