Confession -

Ok, well, you know how some bloggers/Facebookers/Tweeters lives would seem perfect....all rainbows and butterflies and froyo and running and friends and vacations and life is just so perfect??

(in all fairness, most of us post the fun, exciting things because we want to share that stuff with friends/family....they don't need to hear the toilet overflowed, headlight went out in the car, or that you ran outta tp and are using paper towels)

Anyhow...I try to keep it real here on the blog.  So here you go -

It's been 15 years since I've been to a dentist.

It's been 13 years since Brian went to a dentist.

His teeth will probably have not one cavity.

My teeth - one broke in half 2 years ago, one is hollow in the middle because the filling fell out. I have a crown I can't bite down on.  I have a special "golden tooth" that used to have a veneer on it and has had part of a broken veneer stuck on it for 6 years.  I have a cavity behind a different veneer on a different tooth.  I have a tooth on the other side of my mouth from the bad crown that I can't bite down on either.  And too many chipped teeth to count.

So gross.

Every wonder why I always smile with my mouth closed??

For the record, we have always had dental insurance.  Even with insurance, though, dentistry is expensive....and I knew that whenever I did finally go to a dentist, it would probably require a second mortgage (wait....we rent.  Oh shoot.) However, since I have run out of sides of my mouth I can chew on and I've been having a lot of mouth/tooth/jaw pain...both Brian and I have dentist appointments Monday morning.  

There you go, there's my random, keeping it real confession.

Oh, if you're wondering about the kids....they go every 6 months and thankfully have Brian's teeth.