Toothless

I had my evil tooth pulled today.  Good times.  Steve and I both left work at lunch and he had the happy task of accompanying me.  He was amazed at how fast it was.  Once they take you back there, yanking the tooth is a snap.  I got the old laughing gas treatment, so I was high as a kite.  I'm not really in any pain, but I am STARVING and they told me no chewing today so I am forced to eat applesauce and jello.  Tomorrow, I eat an entire pig.  I will eat bacon wrapped bacon with bacon fat chaser.  And chocolate.  Wrapped in bacon.  Nestled in chocolate.

Wm has gotten me hooked on this stupid farm game on my phone.  I can't stop playing it.  I have now left Steve and Wm far, far behind me and have become King of Hay Day.  Steve and Wm don't even have any sheep yet!!  Meanwhile, I am building a weaving loom.  Cause I am Level 17.  Eat you hearts out. As I was putting Wm to bed last night, we were chatting about the game and he hugged me and goes, "I am so happy to finally have something to talk to you about! You should play more video games."

Biggest time suck in history