#14
you were a lovely tooth, number 14, and I'm sorry you died. mostly, I'm sorry because it meant I had to have a root canal this morning. I was so nervous, I got sick to my stomach (and other parts as well) the night before. the only cause of death my doctor could come up with was some sort of trauma to the tooth when I was a kid. number 14 hung in there for almost 30 years before kicking the bucket. good on you, my pearly white little friend! enjoy your tooth retirement, I'll think of you fondly every time I chomp on ice cubes.
oh, and some of my family from mexico was visiting last week! it was fun, I hadn't seen them in ages and I was so happy that there were some fellow night owls in the house with me. dinner at ten, conversation and jokes until 1am, I was in nocturnal heaven. I think they're coming back for some family party next may, I can't wait!
oh, and some of my family from mexico was visiting last week! it was fun, I hadn't seen them in ages and I was so happy that there were some fellow night owls in the house with me. dinner at ten, conversation and jokes until 1am, I was in nocturnal heaven. I think they're coming back for some family party next may, I can't wait!