Post-Christmas

I need to ask a question.

Why did I do this to myself?

I am a Nintendo DS widow.

Nah, not really. Actually I need to brag about My Man. Today was my Saturday morning to work. While I was there this wonderful guy washed every single plate, bowl, coffee mug, glass, cup, utensil, pot, pan, and casserole dish from yesterday. And there was a lot, let me tell you. Not only did he wash everything, he dried it all. Not only did he wash and dry it all, he put it all away. All. Of. It. I really love that guy.

This is what the Boogie is doing as I type. She loves to play with her "taydo". She has several different colors but ninety-nine percent of the time she asks for orange. I don't know if it's because she loves it, or because it's the color she recognizes first. She is playing with it and singing her rendition of "Hark the Herald Angels Sing."

Today I did the dreaded task -- I balanced the checkbook. I had two weeks worth of Christmas shopping receipts to enter, along with all the other normal weekly receipts. Yuck. But guess what? It balanced! Miracles never cease.

Late Thursday night I yawned really big and my jaw popped. It popped right out of alignment. How weird is that? I've never had that happen to me before. My teeth didn't line up and I could actually feel with my hands on the outside of my jaw that it was pushed to the left. My Man could feel it, too. It was sore and it hurt to chew (it didn't stop me from eating, I just had to eat more slowly. Ha!) All day Friday I thought, "When I go into work tomorrow I'll ask the doctor to adjust my jaw." This morning while I was getting ready for work I realized that it wasn't as sore, but it still wasn't right. I thought, "When I get to work I'll ask the doctor to adjust my jaw." All the way to work I thought, "As soon as I get there I'll ask the doctor to adjust my jaw." But it wasn't as sore and didn't bother me as much. When I got there I got distracted with work stuff and forgot to ask! I forgot! What is wrong with me? But then while I was eating lunch it popped back into place. So weird. Seriously. I've never had that happen to me. So now my teeth line up and it doesn't hurt to chew, though it's still a little sore. Bizarre.

Speaking of eating, I'm hungry. I'm going to eat turkey and stuffing and mashed potatoes and gravy for the third time in 24 hours. Yum.