chipmunk cheeks

{photo credit: weheartit.com}

to all my faithful blog readers who have been following me since day one which was three weeks ago,

tomorrow morning, i will go, kicking and screaming, to the oral surgeon to get my wisdom teeth pulled. i will be coaxed into a recliner, drugged up beyond what is safe to give a human being, and will go under the knife (and other scary tools) that oral surgeons use to torture their patients.

i hope to come out of my drug-induced coma in one piece, but if i don't, please know that i have enjoyed getting to know you along this long, winding, three week journey. we've laughed, we've cried, i've made fun of myself, you've made fun of me. it's been one big sarcastic party.

to close this blog post (which may be my last. let's be real), i would like to ask one final question...

why the heck didn't i have this procedure done before i was 26?

WAAAHHH.

p.s. all gifts of milkshakes, mashed potatoes, homemade chicken soup, starbucks frappuccinos, and/or instant pudding will be accepted via front door deliveries.

p.p.s. i'll be back to blog world soon! don't do anything crazy like going out and finding a new favorite blog to read while i'm gone. i'll know if you do.