Evidence of Flossing…Oh The Joy!


So I’m in the bathroom the other day flossing my teeth.  

I haven’t always been a believer in flossing, but since I’m stuck in Afghanistan and I won’t get to see my dentist anytime soon, I figured I better start believing.

I’m not sure I know the correct order of this hygienic ritual, but I brush first then floss.  I figure the brushing takes care of a good portion of the cleaning and then the flossing is the refinement. 

Now this may get a little weird, but I figure if I’m gonna tell the story then I better tell the WHOLE story and not just skip to the good parts. 

After I finish brushing, I begin flossing on the uppers, rear, right side and work my way forward, completing the half circle of all my uppers with the left rear. 

(Here comes a weird part) – If there were any particles dislodged in this process I don’t spit them out (yet) and I don’t swallow them, because I’m saving  it as evidence. 

I now switch to the bottom, rear, right side and work my way around, careful to NOT eliminate evidence.  It’s important not to give in to spitting to soon. 

Now that flossing is complete, it’s time for the rinse.

A sip of water; a swish here, there and everywhere; pucker and…spit!

And there it is!  Evidence! Evidence that you did not completely waste your time or waste all that effort trying to find the grip on a waxed piece of string!

Evidence that with all the technology we possess, a piece of string is still one of the most useful oral hygiene tools!

And the fruit (perhaps literally) of your labor, is there on that porcelain surface!

It reminds me of those old-time gold panners looking for the treasure at the bottom of the pan!    

Now, don’t deny this, when you see particles of your dinner that you’ve dislodged from between those molars and incisors there is tremendous satisfaction! 

How can you not be thrilled with yourself for finding these ‘gems’ which would have been left to cause tooth decay and bad breath had you not flossed!?

Disgusting?  Perhaps.  But satisfying none the less.  

So have at that popcorn and enjoy that corn on the cob!  That little piece of string, waxed or unwaxed, flavored or not, is here to ensure  these treats don’t overstay their welcome!

The evidence is in the bottom of the pan sink!


Somewhere Between REM and Reality…

There’s a place in our mind where we linger,

perhaps too long,

maybe not long enough;

somewhere between REM and reality.  

It’s not a dream, but it’s the place of dreams.  

It’s not reality, but it’s absolutely real.

It’s a place where we see how it MIGHT be;

how it COULD be;

how it MUST be! 

It’s where we keep all we wish to BE.  

It’s where our favorite song plays.

It’s where we resolve the troubles of the day.  

It’s a place where we find HOPE;

And HOPE lingers…

Somewhere between REM and Reality.


You know how you get a great thought and you have to share it with the world (or the handful of people that read your blog)!?

Well, I didn’t have one.  However, I did come up with a new title for my blog:

Lingering Between REM and Reality…

It’s the title of my next entry and I felt like it needed used more than once.

OK, so it’s not a HUGE change, but it is a change none the less.

Same author; same obscure observations; same reluctance to hit PUBLISH.

Maybe it’ll get all our creative juices flowing a little freer.

As always,  any and all comments are welcome .

Thanks for stoppin’ by!!