Nightmares and Dentures

Okay, so my site is still blocked at work. That really bothers me.

But just so no one thinks I'm MIA (or that I've given up on this site), I should probably at least share a funny story about last night.

First of all, I think work is starting to get to me. I've got a press deadline on a brochure I'm trying to get done, and right after that I've got another big project to do. I had a dream last night that my deadline for the BIG project was a week away, and I hadn't even started. What do you think having nightmares about work means? That's probably just how my stress manifests itself.

In any case, last night before going home, I went to an orientation meeting for new Primary leaders. Yep - I have a new calling at church, and it doesn't involve the piano. It's so weird. (I'm the secretary.) So I went to this meeting with the presidency from the stake, and I found the whole thing to be quite boring. I don't mean to be irreverent - any calling is important. But I collect the roles every week. Explain to me why I was required to listen to a 30-minute dissertation on the budget for Cub Scouts? In any case, I was wishing that I could just go home and curl up on my couch (and I figured that was the selfish me coming out), when I started studying the woman giving us the dissertation on the Cub Scout budget.

Now, she was the kind of woman that you might find behind the elementary school lunch counter. She had very tightly controlled, short, curly hair (just missing the hair net). She was wearing really old-school clothes, meaning the tight, brilliant blue pants (that showed her bulging knees), a bright floral shirt, and the really comfy-looking black tennis shoes. She wasn't a very slim woman. When she put her glasses on to see, they were the huge kind. I hope you're getting my visual.

I sat and studied her for awhile, almost admiringly. She was very animated and happy. I was thinking about how there's so much more to being happy than being up with the times and looking fashionable. Suddenly, she reached up to her mouth and removed something. She continued to talk animatedly about the Cub Scout budget. Then she started laughing about something, and I got a good look at her mouth...and the item in her hand.

She had just removed her bottom teeth. But it didn't phase her, as she waved her arm around and continued talking. Then she popped them back in when she was done.

For some reason, the whole thing struck me as really strange. But at least it made the meeting go a little faster!

Posted by Marsie at March 4, 2004 01:31 PM