Everything is a Dollar
October 12th, 2006
Yesterday I went to the dentist. Well, actually, my Periodontist, who I go to every 5 months. My gums are in rough shape, but so far we have been able to keep surgery at bay. It’s difficult to floss and take care of your gums properly with one hand, you know! So I count on my Sonicare to do the work. Of course, when I was staying in the care facility and had NO useful hands, the nurses brushed my teeth for me, and they didn’t like the Sonicaire. It’s hard enough to brush someone else’s teeth, never mind with a fancy motorized brush. So we used a regular one, and didn’t do a very good job. And it showed on this visit, but hopefully by the time I go again after 5 months of Sonicaring (I made a word!), they’ll look better.
But I digress. I was sitting in the waiting room wearing my cute strappy comfy shoes that I bought in Montreal, and there was a woman next to me with the exact same shoes! We talked about how comfortable they are and how much we love them. She told me she bought hers at a specialty shop in Eau Claire Market. I told her I found mine in Montreal, but I didn’t tell her what they cost me, because if she bought hers at Eau Claire Market she spent 5 times what I did. HA!
Naomi, the sweet woman with the pointy instruments that scales my gums, took me to her chair and asked me how I was doing. I mentioned I’d had a hell of a summer, spending a lot of it in the hospital and stuff. She asked, “oh, is that when you broke your wrist?” to which my response was a dumbfounded look. Turns out she spent a good hour and a half reading my blog one night about a month ago. I forgot I had given her the address last time so she could see pictures of my cats! She had never seen a blog before. It’s weird to try to explain it to people who don’t have one or read them regularly… yes, there are millions of us who go online and write about our lives and publish it on the internet for the whole world to see. Yeah, so?
Anyway, my periodontist is a few blocks away from where my brother lives. He came and met me there so he could hitch a ride with Access back to my place, for his weekly visit, vacuuming, shopping, dinner, etc. He noticed a big spot on the rug beside my couch, and said “oh-oh, I think the cats pee’d on your rug!” Nope, the day before my latte was sitting innocently on the side table waiting for me to drink it when Pita decided to knock it on the carpet while oh-so-daintily walking across the table. I saved most of the latte, but the big spot remained. So Darren got on his hands and knees and scrubbed it out! It worked so well, I pointed out that months prior I had fallen with a latte in my hand and there was another big spot on the rug being covered by a plant pot. So he scrubbed that too, and it’s gone! Amazing what a little elbow grease can do. Now if he would just do ALL of my apartment like that… I’ve been here 3-1/2 years, my rugs could use a good shampooing.
We went for dinner and then shopping. I found some things I needed at Dollarama that I didn’t think I would find there. Everything is a dollar. That includes those hooks that hang over the back of your bedroom or bathroom door, with, like, 7 hooks, that Walmart had for $10.96 and Dollarama had for… ONE DOLLAR. Everything is a dollar.
I was flipping channels the other night, and I stopped for a few minutes on the Head of the Canadian Society of Muslims or something. He was talking about this being the month of Ramadan, during which time Muslims are to be their most giving and charitable, helping those in need wherever possible. It is also the time when they fast during the daylight hours, and when the sun sets they “break fast” and have this whole ritual of prayer and food (AH always knows the exact time… “tonight we eat at 6:57″). This man said that Muslims are to open their doors to non-Muslims, invite them to break fast with them, and share their homes, families and food with them. Last night I called AH and left a message that he is supposed to A) give me money, and B) invite me over to his house to meet his entire family and break fast with them. I haven’t heard back…
Pita saw a little bug on the ceiling and was going nuts, so Darren brought her closer.
I’m gonna getcha!
Yeah, let her eat bugs. I’ll sit here and be the Classy AristoCat.
just wait till your periodontist gets PERIOWAVE!! it’s the product my brother is selling… supposedly quite the super cool procedure!
xx
emma
I LOVE dollar stores, especially those that you can actually pay a buck for anything in the store. Back in the day when I was allowed to do cool things for my students, I would easily spend lots of money in those stores!!
I love the pictures of Pita-she still has her cute pink paws too. I don’t know what it is with kitties and bugs-the cats that hang outside our house often catch moths from our windows and eat them! Blech!!
Hey Donna, OralB has a little vibrating flosser called the hummingbird. It’s a little Y with floss in it and you push a button and it vibrates between your teeth! One handed flossing!
Thanks Joi! I’ll check it out. I’ve tried a one-handed flossing thing once but the floss kept pulling out. Hopefully this is better! I wonder if Dollarama has them? Ahahaha
Mmmm, bugs. They stay crunchy, even in milk!
LOL, “hummingbird,” that sounds like a sex toy!
LMAO Michelle, and it vibrates too.
I’m wondering what I’ll find in Michelle’s closets if she has me help decorate her new house? hmmmmmm
Are we supposed to keep those in the closets? Ah. No wonder my cleaning lady looks at me funny.
Well I said closets cuz I didn’t want Michelle to know I’d be rifling through her drawers too! ha ha