Sunday, July 12, 2009
One of the things that I still haven't told you (because I love to keep my secrets) is that Billy made me a consult appointment to the orthodontist during my birthday week!
On his quest to free me from childhood scars and take care of me he decided it was about time to make my pearly whites align. That or he's just sick of me complaining about my teeth.
So yesterday I got my braces on. At first, it was exciting and new and then...
3 hours later I was thinking I'd rather keep my childhood scars and twisted teeth. Oooodelalie! These things hurt.
As I lay in bed, I was thinking about all the things I could have purchased for $4,000 big ones. Or eaten - pain free. Talk about buyers remorse.