CaDiva and the Blind Munchies

First you have to know, CaDiva didn't have any fun in the sixties. She not only didn't inhale, she doesn't even drink. But, in order to get her butt in a dentist's chair, we have to start with what they call oral sedation. Then she gets the Novocain. Not to mention a headset with soothing music. Well, they call it soothing now. When we were young, we called it Rock.

But, yesterday was pretty bad and everything hit her even more than usual. I know this because it is normal for me to pour her into the car after, but she doesn't usually ask to go into the store with me when I'm picking up the "no chewing required" meals she will need between now and when I get home. I slid her into a store wheelchair and handed her a basket. I bought her everything she thought she could eat. Starting with hand-packed lemon orange blast sorbet. Then bananas. Then fruit smoothies. And a cappuccino smoothie. Then Bob Evans mac&cheese. Then gourmet potato bacon cheese soup. Then pumpkin cupcakes.

I got her home and she settled into the love seat while I made some phone calls. She may have dropped off a few times while I talked to The Mom and HRH. Either that or a love-sick moose moved into the house next door. When she roused, she thought one of the cupcakes was a good idea. And shortly after, she decided bed would be an equally good idea.

I woke her up a few hours later to get some pain meds down her throat before the Novocain wore off. But, that was about the last I heard from her before breakfast. She seemed normal enough. At least until I called home later that night. It turned out she didn't remember much after leaving the dentist. She wondered what the orange stuff was in the freezer. She also wondered where the missing cupcake was? She made some Tuscany bean soup because she didn't want to eat the soup in the fridge in case I got it for my dinner.

She is a cheap date, but loads of fun.

She just told me she can't rebut any of this, but only because she can't remember which part I'm making up. BTW, none of it.