"The zygomatic bone (cheekbone, malar bone) is a paired bone of the human skull. It articulates with the maxilla, the temporal bone, the sphenoid bone and the frontal bone. The zygomatic is homologous to the jugal bone of other tetrapods. It is situated at the upper and lateral part of the face and forms the prominence of the cheek, part of the lateral wall and floor of the orbit, and parts of the temporal and infratemporal fossae [Fig. 1*]. It presents a malar and a temporal surface; four processes, the frontosphenoidal, orbital, maxillary, and temporal; and four borders.
The term zygomatic derives from the Greek Ζυγόμα zygoma meaning "yoke". The zygomatic bone is occasionally referred to as the zygoma, but this term may also refer to the zygomatic arch or the zygomatic process." -- from OS's Anatomy Class web link
NOTE to three who were birthed by me:
Zygo, zygoma, zygomatic. Whatever way you slice it, it's all about the face, facebook, the image you want to present to the world, and what kind of stuff you are really made of. So, while you chilluns backpack away your Columbus Day Weekend, please note how exasperating was your reply to my farewell note. My "poor choices" comment was not about separation or feeling the pains of some empty nest. OMG--you can SO miss the point when denial is your default. It's about hamstringing him who is enrolled in college classes that we've paid for. It's about my lawn going un-mowed for 8 weeks. It's about that mess on the workbench in the garage. It's about my house sporting two different shades of brown with masking tape left around windows, ladders left up in the side yard, and a bathroom that awaits it's weekly cleaning. For the third week. It's about D#1's (expensive?) detour to OuterBanks, NC last Monday. It's about waiting to plan the whole trip until the NIGHT BEFORE.
While you enjoy those broken budgets, the underage drinking (OS), and the lovely woods of our blessed Sierra Nevada, I recognize that impulsiveness is a family plague, and I cry out to God for His healing forgiveness. I had a hope while we went through the home-ed motions that you all might adopt some accelerated form of godliness beyond that limited mode we modeled.
Exasperating. Our zygomas are showing.
(*PS: I must confess those pictures were priceless and your spark for adventure, enviable. Now, would someone show me how to insert visuals in blogs? The skull image that went with the above definition was perfectly Halloweeny.)
NOTE to three who were birthed by me:
Zygo, zygoma, zygomatic. Whatever way you slice it, it's all about the face, facebook, the image you want to present to the world, and what kind of stuff you are really made of. So, while you chilluns backpack away your Columbus Day Weekend, please note how exasperating was your reply to my farewell note. My "poor choices" comment was not about separation or feeling the pains of some empty nest. OMG--you can SO miss the point when denial is your default. It's about hamstringing him who is enrolled in college classes that we've paid for. It's about my lawn going un-mowed for 8 weeks. It's about that mess on the workbench in the garage. It's about my house sporting two different shades of brown with masking tape left around windows, ladders left up in the side yard, and a bathroom that awaits it's weekly cleaning. For the third week. It's about D#1's (expensive?) detour to OuterBanks, NC last Monday. It's about waiting to plan the whole trip until the NIGHT BEFORE.
While you enjoy those broken budgets, the underage drinking (OS), and the lovely woods of our blessed Sierra Nevada, I recognize that impulsiveness is a family plague, and I cry out to God for His healing forgiveness. I had a hope while we went through the home-ed motions that you all might adopt some accelerated form of godliness beyond that limited mode we modeled.
Exasperating. Our zygomas are showing.
(*PS: I must confess those pictures were priceless and your spark for adventure, enviable. Now, would someone show me how to insert visuals in blogs? The skull image that went with the above definition was perfectly Halloweeny.)
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