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When they hurt you at the dentist, you have to comfort yourself

NONE of this is in my nutritional repertoire lately, but I became oddly challenged on Thursday when I arrived at the dentist and discovered they intended to scale and plane my ENTIRE (admittedly scant) collection of teeth all at once. Previously, this equivalent of water-boarding torture (yes, it is!) has been perpetrated upon me one side at a time, the theory being that you can always chew on the other side. This time, I’m out of sides so soft foods that will tempt me are the order of the day. Especially looking forward to the Toy Story macaroni and cheese – I doubt there is anything in that box that qualifies as actual FOOD, but it’s SOOOOO good! And I want to see what the little green men look like while they’re sporting cheesy yellow-orange 😉