Day 4

Yesterday (Tuesday) was Vacation Day 4.  Sarah and I went to an outlet mall and shopped our little hearts out for much of the day.  We found a few really good deals, but we also got a fair share of "sticker shock" at some stores.  I mean, really...  how can a pair of jeans truly be worth $249????    High prices aside, we had a pretty successful shopping excursion.  We each found a few cute things, and were happy with the day.

While we shopped, the H.H. and Jack-man went to the "big" pool for a little swimming and splashing.  When I say "big" pool, I'm being literal.  The pool at the main resort hotel here on the complex holds 1,000,000 gallons of water.  Yes, that's ONE MILLION gallons.  It's HUGE. 

After a relaxing day of swimming, shopping, and then napping (H.H.), we headed out to find a place for dinner.  Naturally, it couldn't just be a simple thing for us to do.  That just wouldn't be "us".  Just about 90 seconds out of the resort, Charlie missed the turn for International Drive, and ended up on the toll road section of the highway. And, as you know, once you're on the toll road, you can't just get off and turn around - it's just not designed that way.  We ended up sort of circling around and coming back down International Drive from the other end.  We got where we were going, and it was only a few extra minutes out of our way, but it was a little frustrating for the H.H.

Anyway, back to dinner... If you know us, you know we often search out restaurants with a Celtic theme.   Well, we'd driven past a place called "Tilted Kilt" several times, so we decided to go and check it out.   Jack, it turns out, was quite happy with our choice...  I didn't know it at the time, but apparently the "Tilted Kilt" is a chain, and the waitresses wear uniforms that, while cute, are a akin to a hooters uniform.  Jack especially liked the place.  

  :)

Beach Time

I'm at the beach watching a gray egret sitting in a pier. He hasn't moved anything but his head in the past hour. Cool.

Hello, FLORIDA!

We made it!  After two pretty darned long days of driving, we are IN FLORIDA!  Ya-hooooo!

Naming the Gnome

We have a gnome.  He is our traveling gnome, along for the ride on our Florida trip.  He's a cute little gnome, but...  well...  he's a mooning gnome.  Here he is at the World's Largest Bottle of Ketchup in Collinsville, IL.
 

He's sticking his butt in (literally) our pictures along the way.  Heck, he even tried to stick his butt into our bed.  :) 

We have one problem with our mooning gnome.  He doesn't have a name.  I like "Gunther" or "Emong" (gnome backwards, don't ya' know), Sarah likes "Garth".  Jennifer threw in a "Jose" from back home.  And Charlie thought "Norman".   Hopefully, we'll be able to give the little guy a name tomorrow. 

In the meantime, I gotta go get him out of my bed!

What's in that trailer???

We just passed a trailer carrying a... camel. What the???

Hello, Kentucky!

Hello, Kentucky!  Yup.  Kentucky.  We're on the move!

Tooth Update

Very simply put, it's gone.

I went to the oral surgeon on Thursday morning, he used IV sedation to knock me out, and about 30 minutes later, I woke up (sort of) without "the tooth".

OK, OK, OK...  so there's a little more to it than that.  I just thought I'd start out with the simple, short story.

Wednesday night pretty much sucked.  The H.H. tried to give me a kiss, and just about threw me into a tizzy of pain when the pressure against my lips moved my head and made my teeth touch.  I couldn't really eat much of anything because I just plain couldn't close my mouth all the way.  Biting and/or chewing = teeth touching = pain.  I didn't sleep much because every move I made somehow caused some sort of tooth pain.  I couldn't eat or drink anything after midnight, but didn't care...  and  for me to not care about missing my morning coffee, you know it was bad.

We got to the dentist's office a few minutes early, which was OK, because I had to fill out quite a bit of paperwork. 

After I went to the procedure room (I don't know what else to call it, since it wasn't really an exam room...) I remember about 4 things.  1- the dentist was quite pleasant.  2 - He started the IV 100% painlessly (didn't even feel the prick). 3 - they tied the oxygen thingy under my nose and around my ears, but I never did feel anything blowing into my nose. And 4 - I thought I was so tired I could have almost fallen asleep without the anesthesia.  :) 

Aaaaaaaand.................  that's about it for Thursday.

I vaguely recall going over some post-procedure instructions, and then I sort of remember seeing Spongebob on the television at some point.  I think I talked to the H.H. on the phone in the late afternoon, but I couldn't possibly tell you anything about that conversation.  I was out - like a light - most of the day and night.  The only thing I remember clearly was that I got sick sometime during the evening as the anesthesia was wearing off (ugh) and that it caused the bleeding to start up again.  Yuck.  Thankfully, that didn't last too long. 

On Friday, I woke up expecting to be in alot of pain, and was surprised when I wasn't.  In fact, though I felt alot of soreness, it was actually not as painful - in a bad way - as it had been for the past several days.  I'm guessing that is a good thing, and means the tooth really did need to go.

And that's my story.  The long - and long - of it.