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blinkerI'm writing from the computer at the Slinker family homestead in lovely Scarsdale, NY.
The purpose of my brief family visit is to have my mouth looked at by the orthodontist who gave me braces when I was a kid. My attempts to see an orthodontist in Boston were a big mess, so my mother talked me into coming down here for a day. I'm quite stressed out over this because it's basically revisiting the site of lots of childhood trauma--not the orthodontist's fault, he's a nice guy. But I needed lots of oral surgery and tooth-pulling as a kid, and I have some big anxiety triggers around dentistry which I didn't really get under control until after college.
I drove down yesterday and was able to spend some time with my grandparents, who were visiting because my brother is leaving for college on Wednesday. The middle sister left for law school within the past week or so. I also got to help my mother in the garden, shoot some baskets with my youngest sister, and lose badly at video games to both siblings.
In other news, my mother hates my hair (currently in a slightly awkward post-buzzcut growing-out phase). She made a face like she'd been poisoned when she first saw it, and brought it up a few more times over the course of the evening. I told her that it was just hair, and that if I needed her opinion on its styling in the future then I would definitely give her a call. I think that we've agreed to disagree, which is a big improvement over the haircut debacle of two years ago.
The purpose of my brief family visit is to have my mouth looked at by the orthodontist who gave me braces when I was a kid. My attempts to see an orthodontist in Boston were a big mess, so my mother talked me into coming down here for a day. I'm quite stressed out over this because it's basically revisiting the site of lots of childhood trauma--not the orthodontist's fault, he's a nice guy. But I needed lots of oral surgery and tooth-pulling as a kid, and I have some big anxiety triggers around dentistry which I didn't really get under control until after college.
I drove down yesterday and was able to spend some time with my grandparents, who were visiting because my brother is leaving for college on Wednesday. The middle sister left for law school within the past week or so. I also got to help my mother in the garden, shoot some baskets with my youngest sister, and lose badly at video games to both siblings.
In other news, my mother hates my hair (currently in a slightly awkward post-buzzcut growing-out phase). She made a face like she'd been poisoned when she first saw it, and brought it up a few more times over the course of the evening. I told her that it was just hair, and that if I needed her opinion on its styling in the future then I would definitely give her a call. I think that we've agreed to disagree, which is a big improvement over the haircut debacle of two years ago.
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Date: 2002-08-27 03:37 am (UTC)