This has arrived:
It's a spiffy little paper cutter with a gloriously sharp blade. (I seem to be on a good cutting roll.) Best of all, it's marked as
Who wouldn't want a mini guillotine at the ready? "Guillotine" is an excellent word, don't you think? It looks and sounds like what it is. I keep a list of my favorite words, and it is on there.
My long dental nightmare is over. (🤞) I got my permanent crown today, and it's white gold. I know! I'd take a picture, but, again, impossible with the bum fingers and it being the very last tooth in the bottom left. Remember, this crown is what I was going to the dentist for when the top tooth sheared off and that whole implant drama kicked off. Two years? Three? Far too long and far too expensive. Here's hoping my next visit is for a plain, routine cleaning.
3 comments:
That is one gorgeous paper cutter!
Congrats on the dental victory. As someone who had their front tooth knocked out by a hockey puck I feel your pain. Mine is a never ending struggle not to look like a pirate.
Pretty spiffy!
I'm glad you have the paper cutter now and can stop using your teeth for that stuff.
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