Wednesday the 13th

We just got back from Outback where Gib had "one last steak supper"....

Gib is dreading tomorrow, Wednesday the 13th. He's getting his wisdom teeth out. Luckily, it didn't work out the way it did for Mike when I scheduled his wisdom teeth surgery on Friday the 13th! I have to say, the waiting room was really empty that day.

The timing is good; our fall break is on Monday and Tuesday, 1st semester grading just ended, Homecoming was on Friday, and there isn't much going on this week that will be difficult to make up. There is just that newly stitched scar on his upper lip that I hope doesn't get pulled too much. But the way it looks now, after the stitches came out Friday, a visit to the plastic surgeon might be needed anyway. The hospital did not do a very good job unless the goal was to resemble a hockey player. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

So, I'm off to go get the wisdom teeth surgery essentials. At least this time the list is all still fresh in my head! We are hoping that Gib will be more fun hopped up on meds coming home than Taryn was. She was just so normal that it was funny she wasn't funny! Maybe they didn't give her enough! Poor Taryn!!! Yeah, that's it. We'll ask for extra for Gibbie.