the results are in
This morning I had the pleasure of starting this one fine day by going to the dentist. For those who don’t know I HATE GOING. As a child I had most all my baby teeth pulled prematurely to make room for my permanent teeth that had no desire to wait their turn. On top of that I had two oral surgeries to extract teeth that God misplaced and two sets of braces to correct them. Imagine this if you may…a 12 year old girl, body changing, in braces with a headgear and wearing glasses. Yep, I was a smoking hottie.
The outcome of this mornings visit:
- I need to floss better, dah.
- I need to brush better, dah again.
- I need a crown, cha-ching.
- My bonding is turning yellow from coffee and I should stop drinking it. Riiiiiiiiiiight…take away the air I breathe first, please and thank you.
- Jenny, the receptionist is on crack. I love her.
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