To close up the broken tooth saga – I was able to see my dentist in the afternoon after I had taught my class. A root canal and a temporary crown later (and my pocketbook being a few pennies lighter) this is what I have:
You see? All’s well that ends well. Now I have to prepare myself for the dental hell called – root planing and scaling – I have purposefully not asked a lot of questions about that procedure. Sometimes ignorance is bliss.
Speaking of another kind of hell – we had more snow this weekend.
There is a front porch under all this snow:
Even when you shovel, it’s not much better:
Here is one of our cars that we managed to unearth this weekend:
Forget the game “Where’s Waldo”, let’s play “Where’s the mailbox?”
Lastly, here in New Hampshire we like to play our own little version of a game called “the sword of Damocles.” Just don’t linger in one spot for too long.
The forecast calls for more snow storms on Tuesday and Sunday. 2015 – the winter that is trying its darnedest to break our backs.
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