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Wednesday, February 22, 2012

The Other Side of Quilting - Teeth


Since I do not have any thing about quilting to talk about today, since I am work on several projects, I thought I would share a little story about me.  This is true, it really happened.  For those of you who are sporting partials, false teeth, or what ever you want to call them, here is a short laugh for you.


I have been having problems with my upper partials, two of my own teeth cracked from where the partial was fitted around, so I did not have a good hold on them. I had to chew on the right side, and had been eating nuts, and this side had become tender so I was not able to chew anything hard and it became swollen. I only remove my uppers to clean them, I sleep with them on. The one night, the right side of my mouth was a bit sore so I could not really eat anything so I just went to bed. In a sleepy haze around 3 or 4 o’clock in the morning I went to the bathroom and realized that my teeth were not in my mouth. Too sleepy to worry about it, (thinking I might have taken them out and but them on the nightstand) I crawled back into the bed and went to sleep. I got up around 6:30 to get ready for work, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and remembered that my uppers were missing. Well I went back to the bedroom to check the nightstand, looked in the draw and even checking the bed and could not find them. So I had to wake up Thomas and ask him, “Honey have you seen my teeth?” I had to repeat myself several times before he rolled over and handed me my teeth. This surprised me, so I asked him how did he get them, and he replied, “They were biting into his back, must have fell out of your mouth.” At the time this was funny to me, but I did call a Dentist to make an appoint to have this matter attended to, before one of my friends got hit with my flying teeth.

I am sporting new partials and do not have to worry about loosing them in the bed any more.  You can stop laughing now.  Get off the floor.  Stop rolling around.  Whap the tears from you eyes.

Happy Quilting

The Slow Quilter or Teeth will travel


  1. traveling teeth... make sure they send postcards... Knowing my luck, hubby would sit on mine if I had them. Then I'd be biting his... well, you know...

    Have a great day!