Whoooooooaaaa, we’re half way there!
Okay, permission to block my site for the Bon effin Jovi reference. My deepest apologies. I’m better than that.
Anyway, as I mentioned last week, I went in for “spacing.” Yup, it was the orthodontist taking sand paper between my front two chompers and filing back and forth about 6 times. Then, it was see you in 6 weeks. Totally worth the 40-minute wait, right?
I can’t tell the difference, can you? The left is before filing, the right is after:
I wish he took more off, because I am really afraid of them still touching/crossing… or of the dreaded “black triangle” that he and the hygienists warned me about considerably. It sounds like it should be the next Pirates of the Caribbean title Pirates of the Caribbean: The Black Triangle– food gets trapped like buried treasure.
Alright, I’m done.
For those wondering if I am still a food blog: yes, thank you for asking! I have two more weeks of working crazy overtime hours, and once that winds down I fully intend to return to the tasty tasty. I have about 5 entries waiting to be written at the moment as we speak. Fear not, maties!