As a child, my all-time favourite Christmas song was All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth - go figure!
Twenty odd years later, older but I'm not sure much wiser, the Christmas song that gets me going is the tongue-in-cheek Santa Baby. But not the Madonna or Kylie version, you understand. Not even Marilyn Monroe's, whom alot of people think is the original singer, a fact which irks me. The definitive version to me is by the original singer Eartha Kitt. Her rendition is that of a sexy, sophisticated lady who loves and knows she deserves the finer things in life. Other singers who have borrowed her song just come off sounding like gold digging bimbos, most notably Madonna and Marilyn Monroe. But that's just me. And forgive the slight edginess in my tone. It's the fractured molar, sore throat and fever speaking.
Santa Baby, Just slip a sable under the tree For me Been an awful good girl Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, a '54 convertible too Light blue I'll wait up for you, dear Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the fun I've missed Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed Next year I could be just as good If you'll check off my Christmas list
Santa Baby, I want a yacht and really thats not Alot Been an angel all year Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa honey, one little thing I really need The deed To a platinum mine Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex And cheques Sign your 'x' on the line Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Come and trim my Christmas tree With some decorations bought at Tif-fa-ny I really do believe in you Lets see if you believe in me
Santa Baby, forgot to mention one little thing A ring I don't mean on the phone Santa Baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight Hurry down the chimney tonight Hurry...tonight
This morning was round two of three in my root canal treatment. The dentist fiddled with the nerves and canals of my cursed tooth in preparation of next week's grand finale on Boxing Day. I went hardcore and did it without any painkilling jabs. What joy. It hurt buckets of course but I was just tired of being pricked like a shortcrust pie base prior to baking. *Heh*
Place blanched shrimps, sliced cumcumbers, tomatoes and salad greens in a mixing bowl. Sprinkle a little chopped parsley and dill all over and mix it all up with thousand island dressing. Season with salt and pepper if neccesary. For a bit more oomph, add a splash of Madeira wine.
Use as a topping for hor'deurves, on toast as a sandwich or alone for a starter or light lunch.
This salad, like revenge, is best served cold, so chill it for about 30 minutes before tucking in.
This is me, looking mighty pleased with it. Don't be fooled by the wide grin. It's the Fenbid.
For the tweeded effect, I used specialty yarn found in the discount bin at my regular yarn store. I love poking around the bin as one can find gems going for dirt cheap prices. For instance, I grabbed this 800g bundle for about €7! How could I refuse?
I still have half of the stuff left, let's see what we can do with it. For the moment, I'm just going to enjoy my warm cardi.
What was supposed to be a routine dental slap and dash for a toothache turned out to be an epic two and half hour session on the chair. During that time I had an x-ray, two major fillings and ... *drumroll*... a root canal treatment done. My fourth in two years. Ack!
I am however grateful for the following:
The dentist with her wonderful skill and bedside manner especially since I have enough canals in the infected molar to rival those of Venice. Kindly note that each canal had at least "a few" infected nerves which needing dealing with.
The dental assistant who held my hand and shoulder down when I started shaking involuntarily from the pain. That simple act of kindness was very reassuring. Or maybe she wanted to keep things steady for the dentist.
The six jabs given to numb the pain. The dosage was enough to stun an elephant but was completely useless on me. I felt everything. As with the previous root canal treatments.
We have dental coverage. This adventure is costing the insurance company €480. Well, better them than us.
My ipod nano. After checking with the dentist, I plugged them on and listened to the entire soundtrack of "Hairspray" twice to ease the tension. It worked so well I still have John Travolta singing in drag ringing in my head as we speak.
Sonny-boy for keeping out of my way and the Hubby for taking care of the wounded, doped out puppy I was when he got home from work. All day and into the night I was three steps slower than normal and so out of it. Sonny-boy may have punched the air in glee when I told him I wouldn't be talking for the rest of the day but sobered up real quick when I added I could still punish if need be.
Last but not least, Fenbid. These ibuprofen packed time-release capsules are wonderful! Except for some soreness, it doesn't hurt at all.
All week I've been teetering on the cusp of Properly Falling Ill. I've all the signs of a throat infection (or perhaps even the flu) which I get faithfully this time of the year. Over the last one and the half months, the two men have already gotten their requisite flus and colds during which I've been in close proximity of, also read as being sneezed and coughed at. And here I am, still untouched.
Well, I wish my body will decide one way or the other. I hate this state of limbo. Feeling off but not really sick.
I suspect one of the causes of my marathon throbbing headache could be due to a toothache or gum infection. No worries, I've booked myself an appointment with the dentist for tomorrow morning to get it all sorted out. I am due for my bi-annual checkup anyways.
I love going to the dentist. The drilling and filling is relaxing in an S&M sort of way. And the dentist I go to here, she's got a wonderful bedside manner. Coincidentally, she used to work in a clinic in Eindhoven as well.
Big, Blonde and Beautiful
Monday, December 01, 2008
I thought I'd start today, being the first day of the last month of the year and all with a song and dance. Here's Motormouth Maybelle played by Queen Latifah doing her thang with "Big, Blonde and Beautiful in the 2007 musical version of Hairspray.
LEKKER: Dutch adjective; pleasing to the sense of taste
"Just add a dash of Dutchess"
Singaporean wife and mother currently residing in well, Singapore with her husband and their son. When not pottering about the kitchen baking or cooking, she can be found surgically stuck on the couch stitching away. At some point in time she also dusts and cleans. She also tries to stay fat-free.