Hey everyone.

Well, I just don't know how to even begin this story without sputtering along and making it sound really stupid (like none of my other stories are like that).  I know that some of the readers out there are working on their Phd's in literature and spell'n stuff and write some very engrossing entries with photos and details of spectacular events that are wonderful reading.  There are some others that keep their blogs short and sweet...to the point and quick reading.  Still, even others limit theirs to a handfull of words, iconic smiles, winks and suggestive symbols (like I do a lot of times).  All have their own attributes and ideas that the writer wished to share with us...happy, sad, angry, inquisitive, sharing, imformative, seductive and many, many more.  So, what does all of this have to do with todays entry?  Absolutely squat.  I just needed something to get the juices going, that's all.

So, I have a condition that many of you may have experienced, or may be experiencing now.  It is nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed by.  It is just something that I have to deal with right now and will have to for another year or so.  Yes, I am an adult with braces.  I stand on my mountain top and shout it out for all to hear.  Well, how about I just write it down so you can read about it instead?  No big woop, just something that I didn't have done when I was younger.  Please don't get the wrong idea.  I don't have any teeth protruding outward like Mr. Ed or have a smile that would remind you of something that should have a hook in it.  No, I just wanted to correct some items before they got any worse or I got any older, which ever would come first. The only real issues...eating.  I never realized just how difficult it is to enjoy all of the things that I use to.  I did just have an adjustment and some new hardware installed this week and that is making it really uncomfortable to chew anything.  This is one reason for my dismay tonight.  So, for every move there is a counter-move...a yin for a yang...a defense for an offense...so on and so forth.  For sore teeth...soft food.  Now everything that I use to enjoy I just have to enjoy soft.  Yeah, I'm a big sissy.

Have you ever been to one of those all-you-can-eat buffets where the veggies have been sitting out under the heat lamps all day?  You know, where everything seems like it is over cooked and mushy...like it has been pre-chewed.  Well, that is kind of the way everything has to be prepared right now.  I even have to soak my 'Chips Ahoy' cookies (that's for you Tess) until they are nice and soft.  The only problem, just how can you be really discreet while slam dunking all of your food into a glass of milk or a cup of coffee everywhere you go?  Not that I could not survive on my Starbucks and biscotti, but I would probably need a little more to get by on.  That whole pyramid thingy, you know?

So, to help me with my plight, please send me any suggestions on how to avoid a potentially embarrassing situation while soaking my slice of pizza in a mug of beer or any other possible disaster-in-the-making.  Until then I will have to keep drowning everything crunchy or survive on mushy pre-chewed food. 

Mmmm-mmmm!

I hope everyone has a super day!