I've lost my wisdom

Let me tell ya...the only way to celebrate the new year right is by having your wisdom teeth YANKED out.  I really shouldn't complain...after all, it was my decision to get them pulled out in the first place, but really?  I can't tell you how much I LOVE waking up every morning feeling like little leprechauns river danced on my face all night while they shoved rotten fish and eggs down my throat.  ( I had no idea breath could smell this bad.)  I had no idea anything could smell this bad.  I always make sure to stand at least 8 feet away before talking to anyone.  My breath reeks, my face is fat, I'm sore, ugly, and hungry all the time, and I've stooped so low that I'm watching 16 and pregnant right now.  Honestly...how dumb could you be to make a show about 16 year old girls getting themselves knocked up.  By broadcasting this crap you're telling girls around the world it's ok to go have sex and make a baby.  Everyone else does it. Even though you're still a kid yourself, go ahead and raise one.  Ya..I just changed the channel. I think my pain pills are inter fearing with my judgment.  Or it could be that my wisdom was stolen from me.  Who knows?

There are however two good things that have come from this whole experience.  The first one being Ice Cream.  I'm on my second carton of sherbet ice cream and boy howdy that stuff is amazing.  It makes life a little bit better in a world filled with pain and stench.  It's gotta be the rainbow kind though.  None of this one flavor crap.  You can't have a party in your mouth with just orange.  You gotta throw in the lemon lime and raspberry too. The second good thing is this.  Right here. This blogging stuff.  If it weren't for my boredom and free time, I would have never started this whole thing up.  Now...I may not keep up on it as soon as my mouth is healed, but at least I gave it a try right.  Hopefully that's not the case though.  I'll try my hardest to keep it up. I promise.

Casey has been a trooper through it all.  He washes the dishes and drives me to the store to get ice cream and frosties.  I married a good one that's for sure.  And yes you read it right, HE WASHES THE DISHES! You aren't seeing things, and you don't have to tell me how lucky I am because I already know.

I guess what all if this boils down to is this....
Getting your wisdom teeth out sucks butt,
16 and pregnant is ridiculous,
Rainbow sherbet is better than not rainbow sherbet,
Blogging is going to be an adventure, &
I am the luckiest girl in the world to have married Casey Richman.