New Dentist. Same Drill

I am sitting in the waiting room for a dentist appointment. Actually, I just had my second appointment this week. Now I am waiting for Marika and her second of the week. I know a dentist appointment is not too exciting but mine requires a little background for those with short term memory problems.

My dentist, Ted Ramirez, passed away last summer while we were traveling in Europe. They are not related events. I met Ted in 1984 in Davis. I was a bartender and he a customer. I had a dentist already, and Ted was in far off Dixon anyway. Fast forward to 1990, I moved to Dixon with my lovely bride and one of the first things we did was call Ted’s office. He had been our dentist for 28 years. The only dentist either kid ever had. Long time. I still miss him.

Present day. His office reopened with two new dentists. New dentist, new point of view. Ted would never do anything to my teeth unless it was essential. He watched cavities for years before doing anything. He had that if it ain’t broke attitude. In the long run cheaper too. The new dentist, oh no, seems they want to do all work now and get paid. I miss Ted. I just got two fillings which requires shots and a drill and I hate it. Yes once replaced a filling I got when I was 14. I believe around 1990. He was just conservative. And I liked that. I miss Ted. I miss home with every visit to these new guys. Times change but good people don’t.

This morning, for those of you keeping score, I worked out. It was tough. I am never sure how tough until next day but I could tell it was a hard workout.

Had to be home by 9 so I skipped my warm down. Emily, I thought, had gone to yoga. And, the furniture repair guy was coming over to look at the couch. Finally. Once he sends in pictures to Lexington, and they ok, he comes back and does the work on site. No waiting. Except I do wait for the process to play out.

No huge surprise. Sand the rough finish and re apply top coat. There is a spot that requires some iron in resin and color. Then, voila, new couch. I can hardly wait.

Off to work. I do have things to do and am meeting Marika at the office, she was overnighting in Sac, to go to the dentist. She has the same need for fillings only far more extensive. I miss Ted. Marika was in the office when I got there, working on her resume.

I did finish a few tasks before we left at 125. Drive at top speed to Dixon, and went totally dental.

It’s now about 335 and she is still not done. I get the feeling we are gonna go back to the office, get her car, and go home. No more work. Driving back across the causeway at this time of day is quite daunting. And real damn slow. I would say we’ll see but it’s gonna be a lousy drive.

I hate being correct sometimes. It took forever to get back to the office. 445. Marika left. I went inside before Cara left because my keys were in their. I forgot them when I left for the dentist. So it is kinda late, not much I can accomplish. Considering that, I finished a few things and left at 530. We are heading to Wiener Wednesday in Old Town. It’s at a local fancy restaurant. Tonight they serve discount Chicago Dogs in the bar. Which is lucky cuz that’s where we sit. It is a wine place but they do serve alcohol. Which is what I had. As did the ladies. We are consistent on that front.

We did enjoy ourselves, nothing quite like hot dogs and liquor. There were quite a few diners. Most, it appeared, were there for the fancy food and not the wieners. Their loss.

After dinner we raced home. By races I mean Emily in her car and me in the S2000. I did not realize we were racing till a mile down the road. I was rushing home so Marika could poop. So I hurried. And Emily raced. So I started racing too. And we raced through town. Traffic was heavy the whole way. In the end, no one won.

At home, we had cake. The bundt cake I made yesterday. It was good but I know, 40 years since I last made it, I can’t remember the recipe. So the glaze was wrong. Still tastes good but I’m a perfectionist. I want the cake I used to make as a kid. Next one I guess.

Now, bad TV time. Emily loves TV and one of her faves is on, Amazing Race. I could do without it. Like go to bed without her. Yes, I did.