My Alphabetized Existence/The Letter D
Dancer, erratic (See also: ballerina, secret)
Another of John's endearments for me.
I've had a very good dentist for more than twenty
years and my teeth are very well taken care of. Still, I
have a dentist phobia. I go for a dental check-up every six
months and always worry they'll find something that'll
require a shot and drilling. So far it's been four years
since I've had to have any work done and that wasn't a new
cavity, it was replacing an old filling. Some of this is,
I'm sure, from when I was a child and only saw a dentist
infrequently. It was not unusual for them to find five or
six cavities. One dentist I remember particularly as he was
rough and my mouth would hurt for days after the Novocain
I've talked to my dentist about this. He is
gentle and careful but still I worry. Here I'm afraid of a
shot and a little painless drilling when I've had ten pound
babies with no drugs! You'd think I'd have a little bit more
Dessert (See also: pie versus cake)
What a great entry to have right after the one
about dentists! I'm not particularly fond of chocolate but
I like cream pastries. I don't like pie much either but
John and the boys do so I'll bake them. The best dessert is
a scone just out of the oven with butter and jam and a cup
of hot tea.
Devil (as in the details)
She is one of my favorite poets. She may have
been a spinster but I have my doubts she missed anything.
One of her poems is entitled Wild Nights:
Wild nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
Futile the winds
To a heart in port,--
Done with the compass
Done with the chart!
Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!
See what I mean?
This is one of the best things ever invented,
right after washers and dryers. As the oldest I had to wash
the dinner dishes every night and I remember when I finished
high school that I thought now the younger ones would have
to do it. No, they didn't. My mother went and bought a
dishwasher. I didn't think that was fair.
I was promised a dishwasher by my in-laws when
the boys were small but they never did get me one. I didn't
have one until we moved to our town house about five years
ago. It's one appliance that I would not want to do
without. Yes, I am spoiled.
I like to draw but I'm not good at it. One day I
hope to take a class and learn how to draw with pencil or
pen and ink. I want to keep nature journals and include
I have a lot of weird dreams, many of which I
remember. I've noticed that several of my prescription
inserts state that the drugs I take may call "vivid dreams".
I guess that's what my dreams are. There's no explanation
of why these drugs can affect dreams. I am also plagued by
nightmares which often seem to come in cycles and are
associated with anniversaries of past events in my life.