Bangin'

Totally unrelated to braces - FINALLY got my hair did today. I seriously had a good 2" of roots. So I went a bit more "honey" and got bangs. Had to do something with the fivehead and was looking for something different. May have went end of September/early October the last time I got my hair done. The response has been beyond belief and yes, that is Ghostface serving pancakes in the background. It's possibly the most appropriate hip hop poster to have in your kitchen, thank you very much. I mean, the man's in a Versace robe. What more can you ask for?! 

Besides the fact that my nose looks HUGE, I'm digging it. As is Mike, which is pretty important. As well as my friends, who are now referring to me as "New Bangs" so I might change my site New Brahmin to that. At least momentarily. Mike says this is the second best haircut ever (in the past 6 years) - my license being the best cut ever (totally cute, but I think this one takes it to a different level). 

Anyway - about 3 1/2 weeks until surgery. Mike is planning on stocking up on soup from Persephone (I'm requesting the amazing butternut squash sans seeds), ice cream (mint oreo, preferably), Odwalla protein drinks and pastina. So basically, my diet + ice cream on the regular. 

Our 1 year anniversary of the Achilles Project is the day after my surgery (no clue if we're doing anything for that), but just learned of some details for V-Day, which I'm surely not participating in since I'll be swollen in the face. But so far I have C and JV coming over to watch movies and feed me ice cream, and I only hope that A will come too. I'm a lucky girl!

P.S. Anyone who clicks on the Ghostface link, I chose that just because of the blogs name.

Give Me A Couple Months...

From Ignored Prayers. Fair warning, they're extremely offensive to those of you who are easily offended. And lack any sense of humor. Or are respectable adults, unlike myself.

P.S. I'm totally making a science project display for my braces party.

B-Day

They're prying teeth out of my jaw in about 4 weeks now, but of course I forgot to tell that to anyone who really needed to know, i.e. the ortho. As if there wasn't enough going on on New Year's Eve Day (along with the anticipation of what became a glorious and epic night), I get a random phone call from the lovely office manager at the ortho. She thought that I had gone for surgery the day I went for the consultation and wanted to get me in asap to get spacers for the premolars that are peacing out. 

Sidebar: My tongue immediately went to my top right teeth (opposite of the evil tooth), where I had a spacer (to prevent evil teeth) when I had my baby teeth pulled when I was little. I had it for some time, what felt like eternity because I must've been 8-ish. All I can remember is that it was loose and I would jiggle it all day. Doubt that any (I'm getting 4, I believe) will have time to get loose this round. I wonder if this was added in to the estimated overall cost the ortho gave me (doubt it). I'm going to drive myself mad with all these holes in my mouth.

Ah, back to my point. The dates have been set! Spacers go in February 24th. And instead of going to Chicago for my dear, dear friend Caroline's birthday, which is March 3rd, I will be in the ortho's chair for 3 hours getting braces. Mike's reaction: "Finally!" Mine: I cannot believe I'm really going through with this.