"The Bug Sandwich"

If you'll notice, it's been several days (scratch that and replace it with weeks) since I've written last. If you think that's bad then you could also note that I haven't even given anyone this address. I've decided to reform and send our little blog address to you. This month has been relatively boring unless you count poor Jason's tooth incident. This earns him the much coveted "Bug Sandwich" award. It's an old title but a new award by the way and not really coveted....although it will be now I'm sure. :) It originated in my teen years where I thought everything bad happened to me and me alone. We were on a family trip and at lunchtime my mom brought out the sandwiches she had made and when I opened my ziplock bag I noticed a dead bug on my bread that had apparantly made it's way into my baggie. I then said, in complete seriousness, "I always get the bug sandwich". This has been a family joke since then. In fact my parents blew a tire on their way home from Tennessee recently and told me they thought of me and how they got the bug sandwich. Anyway back to Jason. Several years ago he broke off half of his front tooth at the city pool and had to have partial fake tooth put on. It fell off recently and he had to go a week looking like a complete hick or as his friends at work called him, Chip from "Beauty and the Beast". We tried making a dentist appointment but nobody could get him in until at least the end of July. Finally we made a quick trip to my parents in Missouri for a one nighter to get his tooth fixed by my sister's father-in-law (and a family friend)who is a dentist. What a wonderful man he is. Jason is now again the owner of two front teeth. This I am grateful for teeth and for dentists who care. :)