Speaking Tooth to Power

I guess one of us was due sooner or later.

After all, TB and I are both in our forties, and genetics dealt neither of us the best health hand we could have drawn. But TB won today's race. She got the first root canal between us.

That's why the light blogging today - she was in the chair for almost two hours. Knowing she was in good hands, I took the youngest daughter out to lunch. We went to a local Mexican place and she was thrilled to have lunch with Daddy without the rest of the family to compete with for attention.

TB is doing just fine, and just went upstairs to take a welcome nap. Me, I'm trying to find a copy of Unfinished Sweet by Alice Cooper to play for her. I already have the lyrics - ahh, there it is...:

Candy everywhere , got chocolate in my hair
Aching to get me
Stickly sweet suckers in the Halloween air
Aching to get me
Saint Vitus dance on my morals tonight
Aching to get me
Aching to get me, get me oh ...
Take it to the doc, I guess he ought to know
La, la, la, da
Which ones can stay , which one gotta go
He looks in my mouth and then he starts to gloat
He says me teeth are O.K.
But my gums got to go
Oh oh ...
I come off the gas but I'm still seeing spies
Aching to get me
I can see them all through a glassy pair of eyes
Aching to get me
De Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonight
La, da, da, da, da
And the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied
La, da, da, da, da
Aching to get me, get me oh ...

There was a lot of toothiness in 1973. Bring back memories for any of you?