Admittedly, San Geraldo did not actually caterwaul this week. But he came close. We went to the dentist Wednesday to have our teeth cleaned. San Geraldo doesn’t like to go to the dentist. I, on the other hand, have always enjoyed it. For me, there was nothing better than taking time off from work to sit in that “comfy chair” for an hour, not required to speak, not required to do anything at all.
Wednesday, we each had our very own hygienist. San Geraldo was taken in a few minutes before me (if I go first, he might escape). I explained in advance that he’s a terrible patient. It didn’t go well. The office is very high-tech and the hygienists use machines for the entire cleaning process (none of that manual scraping). When the tool is placed against the teeth, it makes the same unfortunate sound as the dentist’s drill. San Geraldo has never allowed that kind of equipment near his mouth — while he’s still conscious. I heard him wail, “Miiiiiii-tchell!” I got up from my comfy chair and went in to find a very unhappy San Geraldo and a very concerned hygienist. I told the hygienist San Geraldo doesn’t like the noise, but also doesn’t like the feeling of the vibration against his teeth (anyway, some people do say it hurts). She used some topical anesthetic and I went back to my seat in the other room. A moment later the hygienist came in distraught because San Geraldo had put up his hands, gotten out of his seat, and gone back to the waiting room. I apologized and told her he was really a very nice person, just not a very good patient.
|PART OF MY SPANISH SMILE.|
The result: The new technology took half the time and I have a mouthful of clean teeth. San Geraldo has three clean teeth (one side only) and is scheduled to go back later this month for a complete cleaning. Done personally by the dentist himself. After “the patient” is completely anesthetized.
We had a surprisingly pleasant walk home, followed by dinner that night at Catalina Casa de Comidas. That made everything all better. Catalina always does. There was a new dish, which was a casserole of garbanzos and other good things (see photo below). It would have made a perfect meal on its own. But, of course, San Geraldo and I had three other dishes, including our standby “rollitos,” a special creation of Chef Gonzalo’s.
|SAN GERALDO HATES OLIVES, BUT EVEN HE LIKED THESE (A LITTLE).
(AT LEAST THIS TIME HE DIDN’T SPIT OUT THE HALF HE TASTED.)
|A NEW DISH: CASSEROLE OF GARBANZOS, SAUSAGE, AND POTATO, WITH A FRIED EGG.
SOUNDED GOOD; TASTED EVEN BETTER.
|ROLLITOS. OUR FAVORITE.
(SKEWERED, SHRIMP, IBERIAN HAM, CHEESE, AND OTHER GOOD STUFF.)
I’m sure some of you are not as in love with “the boys” as are we. Bear with me. They were going after a fly last night in my bathroom and I found it very entertaining. Be thankful I didn’t include the entire series of a dozen photos.
|I CHASE RAINBOWS. THE CATS CHASE FLIES.
(AND THEY LEAVE PAW PRINTS ON MY CLEAN MIRROR!)
|DUDO SOON FOUND MY CAMERA AND ME MORE INTERESTING THAN THE FLY. (NOT SO MOOSE.)|