I’m getting my teeth pulled Thursday and it’s over-shadowing everything. Tomorrow for instance, is the start of the new choir semester, and we’re singing the Verdi Requiem. I’ve never sung it before, but we sang a little of it at the holiday caroling party in December, and you could tell by just those few snippets how gorgeous it is.
But all I can think about is after this week I’ll be going to choir rehearsals with a mouth of ugly teeth. Oh! I have to explain. My top teeth are capped, four of them, and they are pulling those when they pull the teeth. So I will have two fake teeth and two ugly temporary caps on the other teeth. To recap: a mouth of ugly teeth.
Okay, now I want to cry. I promise it won’t be all-teeth, all the time here. Except this week it kinda might be. By next week I will be resigned to it and hopefully moving on. With my mouth of ugly teeth.
Christmas lights on Perry Street. I love walking through these. I feel like a Christmas princess.