Friday

Last night I did the most amazing thing! I ate ice cream...and didn't cry from the pain (I know, maybe I should have just NOT eaten ice cream right? Anything cold would do it so bite me)

Did I mention to you yesterday that I LOVE my new dentist? Oh yeah. Think that was the title. Oh and I now know how people become addicted to Percocet. But that's another post entirely.

Of course now that my tooth isn't in pain I feel like the dentist socked me in the face (he didn't. He's a very nice man. He fit me in yesterday even though they had no room. His next appt was April 9th and he didn't want me to be in pain until then. Collective "awwwwwwww".) But I can handle that pain. With Percocet of course! J/K I'm like a bizarre (albeit happy) stoned freak on the stuff.

The downside to all this dental work is that it's the weekend. And I'm on too many meds to drink. Which, you know, I like to do on the weekend. But since I'm not an alcoholic (seriously, I'm not. Stop laughing J) I can do this. Of course it's better knowing I have happy pills.

What are you doing this weekend?