Hi all,
Had my other tooth taken out the other day. Felt a bit more curiosity (if you can call it that) than fear this time and know the procedures a bit better now. Something like this: twist and puuuuuul, twist and puuuul, twist and pop! last time it was just 'oh hell, what's going on?'! Nice and healed gaps on either side of my mouth though my friends say I have a bit of a lisp. They'll have to wait until the brace on the 20th Dec! "ere's my oofbrush!"
Today went out at 10:30am to collect our new moped/scooter/thingy that we bought, from friends. Afterwards went out for lunch and when we got back home, had a few whizzes (call them rides) round the block and moped/scooter/thingy driving lessons for mum. Then dad and I went out to buy some industrial shelves for the pile of boxes gradually growing larger at the back of the dining room but ended up buying, in addition: A plastic table cloth, a hammer, some bread, cheese and honey, and best of all which I have never seen sold anywhere in Europe apart from England, Robertson's GOLDEN SHRED MARMALADE!!!! I was over the moon. Now dad is noisily, with huffs and puffs in between, putting up his new shelves with his new hammer and tomorrow he is going to become one of those little annoying flies on his new moped/scooter/thingy!! I can't complain. When I'm sixteen you'll have to drag my by the hair off one of those. Unfortunately, dad is a bit 'short' of that.
On Friday, Beth and I, along with our two friends were moved up to grade 3 dancing and will be performing, along with another of my friends, the school dance in December. I'm so excited. Fortunately, one of the girls has the same dance music at home so tomorrow after church we're going over to hers to practice.
I can't believe how much I've rabbited on! I'll relieve you now.
Lots of luv. Jess