Wrong, right, wrong, arghghgh

This morning started with a 6:30 am call from the dentist's office asking if I could possibly move my time from 8 to 9. I concluded that either they had an emergency or someone hadn't made it out of bed. Anyway I agreed and texted Handsome Son to ask if he was willing. He was.

Then, neither mother nor son being fully awake yet, there was a who's on first text exchange.

 And so it came to pass, and as I expected, he prescribed a crown. No infection, no decay, no need for root canal, so he "shaped" meaning drilled and drilled and checked and drilled, made an impression, then fixed a temporary crown as they do, emptied my wallet, come back in three weeks for the permanent.

The only part that hurt was the payment. $1200, after a significant geezer, I mean senior, discount. 

So I've had yet another coronation. Porcelain with noble metal. Even my tooth has been ennobled. Bow please!  Sounds like the Mikado, bow, bow, to his daughter-in-law elect 

Moving on, it's ages since I made that trip and it was very nice, changes, interesting. Some people go to Croatia for a lovely change of scene. Some go to the dentist. 

Now the numbness is gone, my jaw hurts, dangit. It didn't before, but after being drilled and pressed and stuck open and generally dealt with, it's complaining a bit. 

I'm not, because he's a terrific dentist, very skilled, very calm, and I've sent him several friends who feared the dentist until they went to him and did much better. 

He also doesn't do more than he needs to, always a good thing when you're dealing with someone who knows a lot more than you do and it's all expensive.

Home again and I harvested the last of the honesty, this time strewing the seeds about to do what they want. That worked well last year. I'm sharing seeds tomorrow with the knitting group.

And I observed an interesting little insect strolling about on a daylily. It looked a bit truncated and at first I thought it was this 

This firefly doesn't light up, though its infant form does, so I thought maybe that's why its tail looks blunt, no light bulb.

Then I was kindly schooled by a Spoutible friend who said, no, no, it's this 

Ellen's a Senior Master Gardener so I didn't argue, and I think she's right. It's a grape leaf skeletonizer, but likes Virginia creeper too. There's no grapes for miles around but plenty of Virginia creeper, which is a pest, so he's welcome to eat as much as he can.

I also firmly stated that the lacy stuff looking like a spiderweb in my own daylily photo was a ring fungus mesothelium. Which it isn't, it's a dollar spot fungus epithelium. 

That reminds me of the Ahasuerus joke, in A Murder is Announced, so niche nobody even cares! Ed note: I can't get anything right today. I was mixing up two biblical names. Ahasuerus  was the vicarage cat. Artaxerxes was the joke. A the Third, to be exact.

On firmer ground I finished the bracelet with a sliding knot fastening. You slide it open to put the bracelet on then it only takes one hand to tighten to fit.

Happy day, it's okay if your passionate observations have an audience of one. At least it's better than the Dead Sea Scrolls that they're still unwrapping. 

Sez Ted and Big Ursy and Pony and Ursula.