Thursday, October 04, 2012

Missed Opportunity

The Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta kicks off this weekend and DIL Erma and I were discussing it earlier this week, wherein she strongly hinted that I should mayhap get in The Tart and motor on up that way tomorrow.  At which point I sighed... deeply... and informed her I wasn't gonna be going anywhere until such time as the latest Adventures In Modern Dentistry reached a favorable conclusion.  This is because the simple act of eating remains problematic and speech, such as it is, is more than slightly humorous to those who engage me in conversation, mainly coz I sound like a retard, especially where words beginning with the letter "S" are concerned.  Lisp, Gentle Reader, and I has it... in spades.

That said, I sure do hate to miss the Balloon Fiesta.  I've lived here in New Mexico for nearly ten years now and have yet to witness the spectacle, close up and in person.  This year's Fiesta would be doubly good, in that I'd be in the company of those I love for the event.  But it is what it is, nu?

Further to AIMD... we went in for our second post-surgery follow-up today and had the protective membranes over the two major incisions removed.  Our progress is satisfactory at this point, given the fact we're healing a lot slower than the last time around.  We're still about three months removed from completion and that is what it is, and we knew this goin' in.  I also was given a "flipper," which I can wear as a strictly cosmetic device given that the prosthesis isn't strong enough to eat with.  It looks like this:



This also gives you some appreciation of the extent of the effort in this latest Adventure... which is to say I only have three of my original teeth left in my lower jaw.  I won't use that prosthesis for its intended purpose, but it makes a rather nice and somewhat unique paper weight, dontcha think?

8 comments:

  1. You have three more than I, but I've the implants down there.

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    1. I'll have the implants, too... soon.

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  2. Never been to the AB Ballon Festival either, but Louisville has what I believe to be the 2nd largest one as part of the Derby week festivities (others being the Great Steamboat Race, the Pegasus Parade, (to name the other two majors, plus a host of other minor ones.)
    Besides the overall spectacle, and riding in one, being part of the "chase team" which motors thru the country-side following the balloons until they land is great too--especially when one's tanked up & road-trip partying (oops...neverpcmind..)

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    1. I'd be part of a chase team at the drop of a hat... but you'll never see me goin' up in one of those thangs.

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  3. All the years I lived in NM, I never saw the Alb. balloon festival. Taos would have several balloons now and again. They were always beautiful to see. Then one set down in the pasture next door causing our horses to bolt and our colt to run through the fence slicing his ear. Balloons lost a bit of their attraction for me.

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    1. In re: lost attraction. I can see how that would happen, Lou.

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  4. I've been to the ABQ Balloonfest. Go once before you croak. It is stunning, really.

    As to the chompers...your replacement looks very similar to my original.

    Post reminds me of a joke. A gorgeous blonde is sitting on the couch watching the news in ABQ, and her young husband is reading e-mail on his laptop next to her. The newscaster reports that two Brazilian balloonists were killed preparing for the ABQ BalloonFest. The blonde begins to cry uncontrollably. Her husband tries to comfort her, but with no success. Finally, through tearful sobs, she says, "It's just so tragic. So sad...Honey, how many is a brazilian?"

    Okay, it's only mildly funny. It's funnier "told," than typed.

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    1. I think I mentioned this before, but back in the mid-80s TSMP and I had to make a speed run from OKC to El-Eh because my father was terminally ill and in hospital. I was on emergency leave and waited until the VERY last minute before we headed back to OK. So, anyhoo... we'd been drivin' all night on I-40 and popped over the mountains west o' ABQ EARLY on a Sunday morning when we saw one of the mass ascensions in progress. The balloons were only specks at first and we couldn't figure out what they were... but all became clear the closer we got. We thought... briefly... about stopping for a few hours but I had to be at work the next day so we pressed on. But it really IS sumthin' to see 100+ balloons lifting off into the sunrise.

      I liked the joke. It worked when typed.

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