We broke our refridgerator and i cracked a molar.

While trying to manually defrost our teeny freezer that was even tinier because it was so filled with ice, we punctured a coil and freon hissed out, spraying everywhere.
Poison control said we won't die but we had to order a new refrigerator, which is still painful. We had been wondering what to do with all that extra money we had laying around!

Also, amid the doggie diagnosis, the sick grandpa and the fridge fiasco this weekend, i cracked a back molar. M. asked what I was eating when it broke. I'm not really sure since all of a sudden, it felt like i was chewing on sand and then a chunk of my tooth was gone. It really could have been anything - yogurt, an italian ice, who knows? My teeth are made of a chalk-like substance.

And then, that little nine year old had the nerve to steal nastia liukin's gold medal on the uneven bars.

Considering the elements, I'm hanging in.