This is a snapshot of my Farmville farm, with a little folly of boulder and daffodils on the left, plus animals and plots of rice and raspberries and sundry other things. Contrary to real-life appearances, I love gardening, but I don't have the time of energy to do it, and have always set it aside in my mind as something I will do later when I have more free time and fewer fine motor skills. So Farmville is appealing to my green yearnings and Social City is... dunno, but for now it's fun. And, as usual, I'm doing things way after everyone else has lost interest in them, which is a problem when it comes to having 'neighbours' or fellow participants...
Speaking of lovely greenery, I've been doing a fair bit of driving over the last week or so. I went to Cooma to deposit Bumblebee with Colonel and Lady Duck, and all along the drive I saw the most magnificent golden leaves on the poplar trees, glowing in the sunshine along the roadsides.
That shot (taken precariously whilst driving near Michelago) doesn't do the glory justice. I do so love Autumn.
I also, in the last week, got my first and hopefully only GOLD TOOTH. Up the back, so I don't glint alarmingly when I smile, but I flash when I yawn. Apparently as a chronic tooth-grinder, gold is safer and will last longer under the pressure. The gold crown is covering a cracked tooth, probably from said grinding, so I really should do something to relax my jaw when I'm sleeping/working, the two main trouble times. Although how to relax further when you're already asleep is beyond me, really.
I've run out of time tonight (probably because I keep checking my Scrabble/farm/city), but tomorrow I will come back and talk about Mahri Autumn, which is another thing altogether.
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'as a chronic tooth-grinder'
Oh, snap again! Do you think we started grinding our teeth before or after we injured our necks? Serious question -- I think it's all part of the general seizing-up above the collarbones. Hypnotherapy's good (for the teeth), if you are responsive to hypnosis and I'm guessing you probably would be.
Contrary to real-life appearances, I love gardening, but I don't have the time of energy to do it, and have always set it aside in my mind as something I will do later when I have more free time and fewer fine motor skills.
*Snap* Exactly!
(I must stop saying "snap" to denote "exactly the same" (as in old kids' card game) because it's coming to have a completely different meaning. "Oh Snap!" from my son means "Pwnage!")
Apparently the neck and jaw stuff is all inter-related, from what physio and osteo people say -- I reckon it's from too much laptop use in my case.
Have you tried a plate? I can't think what they're called, but they're like the mouthguards we used to wear for hockey at school but specially made by a dentist.
Some people swear by them for stopping tension headaches. I found that the one I had just threw the tension into another part of my neck if I wore it every night. However, it was good at the computer, for reminding me not to clench my jaw.
Ha! I'm not sure whether I like the idea that you think I'm responsive to hyponosis, Pav :) I've thought about it, and quite like the idea, but worry that the hyper-critical part of my brain would switch off enough. Still, worth a go.
Helen, I use 'snap' quite happily, because everyone of a certain age gets me, and the young ones don't care about what I say anyway.
E: yes, I have a splint that I use at night; it's too unsightly for daytime, being a misshapen mass of plastic crudely shoved on my teeth before it hardened. I don't know if it does more than prevent my teeth from wearing each other down (further), because I seem to maintain the tension though the night, judging by the way I have to consciously release it as I wake... sigh. I give myself a night without it every now and again, because it leaves me really dehydrated, sleeping with my mouth jammed open all night.
*could*, not *would*
I'm not sure whether I like the idea that you think I'm responsive to hyponosis, Pav :)
Well, I am, very, so naturally it was a compliment. :D
Do go for a proper, and good, psychologist though. A 'habits' specialist for preference.
I've thought about it, and quite like the idea, but worry that the hyper-critical part of my brain would switch off enough.
My guess is it's more a matter of how open one is to other people -- a high percentage of bloggers would be excellent hypnotic subjects! The secretive, the defended and the paranoid, not so much. I discovered many years ago that it worked for me, so have had hypnosis with three different people over the years and two of them were very good -- the third was a bit obvious and the hypercritical brain came into play ('She's not doing this very well') but even then it sort of split off from the subconscious part and there were a few startling revelations. And she was the one who helped with the teeth, now I come to think of it, so maybe she was better than I thought.
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