Yesterday was nine years since Brad and I started being humans together.
We did what every couple wants to do on their 9th anniversary of couplehood… we went to an oral and maxillofacial surgeon’s office for a consultation, because I have to have my wisdom teeth out… again.
Remember 3 1/2 years ago when I wrote about my totally not wise teeth? They only took out the bottom ones because the top ones didn’t look problematic. Yet.
While at the consultation Brad jokingly asked, “What would you do without me?”
It caused a good laugh, but the real answer to that question is much more serious. Without Brad, I would do nothing. Continue reading