Not a Fan

...of getting my teeth cleaned. Every 6 months, as I am leaving the dentist office, after the dreaded experience of getting my teeth scraped... and scraping myself off of the ceiling from the chills it sends up my spine (Okay, I guess I was never did shoot up to the ceiling but I felt like I wanted to!), I make an oath to myself that I will never let another food particle enter my mouth!

As if that will ever happen. I like food too much. And plus, when I don't eat, my stomach can kick up quite a fuss with the growling noises that cannot be held back.

But I am free of the torture for another 6 months!!! Yessssss!