I’m heading out the door as I write this. I’m getting my wisdom teeth out today. At age 43. I’ve succumbed to vanity. My mouth is big enough for me to put my fist in it (true story and great party trick) but it’s not big enough to make room for my teeth to spread out when they straighten. I am just reaching an age at which I have wisdom to impart. I hope I don’t lose any when these wisdom teeth get yanked.
I’ll be back next week, folks. Send healing thoughts. And milkshakes.