Ahhhh Chew

Well, things got a little REAL at the end of the month of no chewing.  I started to get desperate and crabby and began to have dreams about lovingly chewing a BLT.  One afternoon I went to the grocery store and bought a bunch of crap I wouldn't normally eat just because it looked delicious.  Once it left the blender, it really wasn't as appetizing.

This is blender Cap'n Crunch.  Like I said, things got intense for a few days.

Yesterday I had an appointment with the oral surgeon to find out if I needed yet another surgery and another month with no chewing.  If that had happened, I would have changed the name of this blog to "Random Pictures of Me Punching People."  But good news, I can chew and I don't need to have a fifth surgery.  In three weeks, the fake tooth will finally be in!  That's right, Kate!  I won't be your embarrassingly hillbilly-esque roommate at BlogHer!  (Well, appearance-wise anyway). 

So last night I ate steak fajitas.

And I chewed them with great gusto and life was happy again.  And that's the last time I mention the word chew in this blog.  Thanks for bearing with me for 28 miserable days.  Excuse me while I go throw my blender down the garbage chute.