I’ve meant to write about this for a long time, so here goes. I’m still swishing coconut oil around in my mouth every morning before breakfast. It’s been more than a year now since I initiated the habit. Has this practice healed my cavities? No. I still had to have those filled, actually refilled once we switched insurance and got to a legitimate dentist. The swishing has gotten rid of my “gum pockets”, though. I have no idea what those are. Perhaps a place where gums can store their spare change. I’d post a picture here, but when I looked for one I kind of got grossed out. You don’t need to see that. For now, it can be someone’s band name. No need to thank me.
Ruby netted a written apology from her bully at school after Jonathon escalated the matter to the principal. Our in-person drop-by visits to speak with Ruby’s teacher didn’t make a dent. Seems ironic that the kid calling her names would be named Jesus, but there it is. I’ve said this before: Jesus is a hard name to live up to.
Lastly, Rex has a new prey: small strips of PVC pipe. Jonathon’s in the middle of putting in a new irrigation system and has left extra bits of pipe lying around. Rex, sensing their threatening nature, has taken it upon himself to collect them.
“M-Wao,” Rex will call from the carport.
So informal, that cat, going to the back door. He’ll hold a 6″ piece of off-white pipe in his mouth, his expression dark and full of extreme prejudice. I will step out and pat him, thanking him for keeping us safe from those varmints. You never know what mischief a rogue piece of pipe will get into.
What’s going on with you today?