After AGAIN taking the butter, egg whites & strawberry reduction out of the fridge to come to room temperature, I drove to the nearby Walgreens at 9 a.m. for sugar; no problem, right? WRONG. Dummy me tripped on her own feet,  hit the base of an end cap similar to this (with a slightly higher base) breaking a tooth (or veneer) and REALLY messin' up my mouth
9:30 a.m . . .	9:30 a.m . . .
The manager, of course, wanted to stick me into an ambulance, but I refused. What is an ER going to do about my teeth?!? I stood up and determined that no bones had been broken (much to my and the manager's relief). I went to my car and immediately called my dentist's office. LUCKILY for me, it was open and one of the dentists was available (dentists here are either off on Friday, or close their office at noon), and I should come in at 11:30. I drove home, gave Neal a fright, took a Bufferin and a Xanax, waited for my appointment, and AGAIN put the butter, egg whites & reduction into the fridge. Neal drove me to Dental Arts of Palm Harbor, where Dr. Grey determined that the broken tooth/veneer could wait to be fixed, and sent me to an oral surgeon about 20 miles away. The office staff had already made the arrangements. (The staff here has always been wonderful.) The oral surgeon took an MRI of my head and . . . no damage to my jaw and it appeared that my teeth had not shifted. I was particularly concerned about the three implants in my lower jaw. (Back in 2015 & 2016, I spent a LOT of money to have my entire mouth redone - implants, veneers, bridge, new crowns and fillings - all so I wouldn't have the same issues my parents had in their later years with their teeth, I never counted on FALLING on my mouth and damaging it that way!) He then sutured both inside and outside my mouth . . .
2:25 p.m. . . .	5:58 p.m . . .
I figure that this little adventure will cost me about $1000, and as I couldn't do any baking, I went on an amazon.com shopping spree . . .
8" cake pan liners . . .	9" cake pan liners . . .
A silicone spatula set . . . . . . which are supposed to be better than rubber ones.	REAL white chocolate disks . . . . . . so I won't have to wait for Lindt white chocolate bars to go on sale. At Walgreens.
Of course, pink glitter . . . . . . because EVERYthing looks better with a bit o' glitter on it, amiright?	And then Bob sent me this . . . . . . which made me laff at this whole stupid event.
NTS:Next time Neal offers to go to the store, LET HIM GO! 23 JULY The next morning, I looked like a Botox experiment gone wrong . . .
7:25 a.m. . . .	5:58 p.m . . .

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