Good morning, everyone. Yesterday's weather was absolutely horrible after a dry start. Rain, rain and more rain as it got colder and colder. The forecast round here is for sleet. Sleet - yuck! Right now. it's too dark to tell but it is certainly wet and icy cold. Brrr.
Yesterday went well (if one can say that about a trip to the dentist).
The chat with Chris was great. It will be nice when we can get back to face to face coffee or even the occasional lunch, but Messenger or Zoom are good substitutes.
Then it was the Dreaded Dentist. I say that but, in fact, the young dentist I have is really lovely, great with nervous clients and very reassuring. I didn't actually have the filling done yesterday, she prepped the other tooth for the crown and that took all the time. Things have changed significantly since the last time I needed something like that. No mouthful of plasticene-like stuff that has to be forced off your teeth after it has set, just a clicky thing that, presumably, takes measurements and it linked to a computer. Clever stuff.
As the tooth is 'dead' anyway, no nerve, I didn't need an injection and that also helped. I hate those needles in my mouth, wimp that I am!
So next week is another implant visit and the following week it's back to Francesca for the crown and the filling (with needles, sadly).
That's not the end of the treatment - there's one more yucky tooth for which I have decided to have another implant as I cannot bear the thought of a plate (which I would need) after my experience of one over most of this year. I'm glad I had one, it has been infinitely preferable to a four tooth gap each time I smile, but not needing it any more will be the best Christmas present ever.
Oh, dear, I am such a whiney baby about dental stuff!
Early evening it was back to face to face Slimming World and that was very nice indeed. Sadly, the yucky weather put some people off going but seeing friends again was super. I even lost a bit which, after Christmas Tree Day, was amazing!
Today, thankfully, I have nothing that will take me outside except for trips to the shed. In the morning, I don my governor's hat for a meeting with the teacher in charge of assessment, to go over some data. It sounds dreary but, in fact, it can be interesting. I'm very relived I'm not the other side of it any more though!
Come the afternoon, the cleaners are here and it's a downstairs day so I will disappear up, change my sheets and do some clearing up in the guest room before, probably, having a snooze. I was up disgusting early this morning after a night of broken naps. No idea why and it doesn't matter; I am just thankful I can catch up as needed.
For today's musical blogmas calendar, I've gone back to the wonderful King's College Choir for something beautiful and baroque, For Unto Us a Child is Born from Handel's Messiah.
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
Beautiful words, beautiful music, beautiful performance. I couldn't wish for more.