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.