First off… NO, I do NOT intend to do this every single day. 🙂
Still feeling pretty good today, but I wanted to share something Mackay sent me. I made a few friends promise to gently tease me to help keep me honest and less caught up in my own self-pity (which is admittedly not really a problem). Here was his wonderfully pathetic contribution:
Braces, made of yummy metal-
why do I let dentists mettle?
You’re so ouchy on my face;
I’d rather eat the po-po’s mace.
He attempted to convince me that “po-po” was a real word because it appeared in the Urban Dictionary. 🙂
Though I will give him credit on that second line… It’s a question that I’ve wondered about an awful lot these last 48 hours.