Dear Parents

Today is the first day of my 30 days 30 letters challenge and it's letters to your parents. I'm lucky enough to have four of them, so today there will be four letters for the price of one, and off we go.

Dear Mom,

You are my rock, my confidant, and one of my best friends. I know that whether I have good news, bad news, need advice, or just someone to listen to me vent that I can call you up and you'll listen. You have been there for me through every major event in my life even if I didn't necessarily want you there. You've protected me the best you can but always let me make my own mistakes. You let me suffer heartbreak while being there to help me pick up the pieces. You've supported me becoming my own person and have played a huge role in me discovering the woman that I am today. I can't thank you enough for all of the support you've given me. I love you with all of my heart.

  

Dear Dad,

I can always count on you to be there for me when I need you. You may suck at staying in contact but I know that I can call you anytime and you'll answer even if you're on the job. You took me in when I needed you even though I know it put a strain on you. You're able to make me laugh when I feel like crying, and joking around with you is one of my favorite parts of our relationship. I love you!

 Dear Kim,

When I first met you I wasn't exactly you're biggest fan and I didn't even attempt to hide it. Over the years my opinion of you has changed and I love you a whole lot more now that I'm an adult. You're extremely easy to talk to and you always give me rational advice. You're fun to be around and I love that I know you're always there for me. You've been a huge support over the past few years and I appreciate everything you've done for me. I love you.

Dear Dad,

I've realized I don't have a single picture of just the two of us. You're getting stuck with us taking a selfie when I get there. I just wanted to thank you for everything you've ever done for our family. There were times where I genuinely couldn't stand you but as an adult I can see why you did everything you've done. You've always been a huge support to our family, and I'm thankful every day for you coming into our lives. You came into and changed our lives for the better. You've treated us as your own when you didn't have to and I can't put into words how much that means to me. I still remember the first time that I called you Dad, you were clearly surprised but you didn't miss a beat at accepting it. I want you to know that I love you and am beyond thankful that I'm able to call you my dad.

30 Days 30 Letters Challenge

I saw this challenge floating around a couple of years ago and decided that I wanted to do it again. I then looked up the challenge and realized I didn't like half of the prompts there were so I redid it with a lot of my own suggestions instead. I thought to myself self, you should make a pretty picture to go along with it as the prompt. So off to work I went on the picture. I regret it immensely. This stupid picture took me four plus hours of fighting with my computer, multiple crashes, and more curse words than I knew that I knew came pouring out of my mouth. I managed to get it PERFECT and then something happened and the entire fucking picture disappeared. At that point I just shut my computer down and went to bed I was so angry. I finally ended up downloading a new program today and was able to create it on that. It didn't turn out as well as it did the first time, but this is as good as you're going to get because I'm way to salty to continue trying. Here's the picture, feel free to steal the idea if you'd like. If you do make sure to let me know so I can follow along with you! I'll be starting this tomorrow.

Shank Tooth and His Buddies Are Getting Capped, And Also I May Be Dying.

1. I'm not sure why Shank tooth is a dude, but he is, and he's a dick.
2. By capped I mean killed, not caps which is apparently a thing in dentistry?

I got a hold of a dentist on Tuesday that was able to get me in Wednesday. Now, I am twenty five years old and have been to the dentist exactly four times including this visit. Twice when I was eight, once four years ago, and then Wednesday. Obviously I knew my teeth were jacked, and I would have continued to hide that fact if it wasn't for shank tooth. Shank tooth and his dickish ways just caused too much of a commotion to put off any longer. The dental assistant was really sweet and I liked her, she had me take out all of my piercings, I shrank down to her height so she could get the x ray armor around me (which made me feel like I was a badass about to go on a serious raid against shank tooth) and then she took pictures of my teeth.

When we got back into the room she put the xrays up and hot damn, my teeth are REALLY screwed up. I'm curious if I can get a copy of my x ray, I'll ask next time I go in to show ya'll just how screwed my mouth really is. The dentist comes in a few minutes later and looks at the xray and immediately tells me I should make an appointment with the orthodontist. My teeth all want the prime position of right in front so I have a lot of crowding going on. He told me I should get braces, and he also pointed out that I still have a baby tooth and that it needs to come out and for the orthodontist to try to get my adult tooth that has given up on life above it to come down.

A) There is absolutely no way I can afford to go see an Orthodontist, are you kidding me? They're expensive and my dental doesn't cover that.
B) My baby tooth has held on for twenty five years, that puppy is staying right where it is THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

He then laid me back and started gagging me with tools. "Hot damn you've got cavities" he says. I may be paraphrasing a bit here. I need to get them filled, I need a cleaning, blah blah yeah I know. My teeth suck, got it but I'm here for shank tooth damn it stay focused. He looks at the tooth, looks at the x ray, and proceeds to tell me I have a tiny mouth, ginormo wisdom teeth, and all four of them need to come out because there isn't room for them in my mouth. He writes me a prescription for antibiotics and vicodin and leaves. The dental hygienist sets me up with the scheduler and tells me she's timed him and to take four teeth out it takes him less than two minutes. I tell her I do not want to be sober. I don't care if I'm numb and can't feel it, I'll be able to hear the cracking and I'd like to be high for that please.

I go up to the lady to schedule it and she gives me an estimate of how much it's going to cost out of pocket. Seven hundred freaking dollars, to do what I did with every other tooth for free. AND the tooth fairy isn't even gonna come through and give me some money for it either, that's some bull.

Buuuut long story not so short I've put out a hit on tooth shank and his buddies, and I'm going to be super high when it goes down. I am not looking forward to this at all.

Also, I think I may be dying. Neither of my dogs enjoy cuddling with me, which pretty much breaks my heart because I love doggy cuddles. Today they have both been extremely needy and cuddly to the point of annoyance. Today both of them (at different times) crawled onto the couch and cuddled/napped on me for at least thirty minutes a piece. I know dogs can like sniff out cancer or sense when things are going wrong, so the only thing I can think of to cause both of these crazies to chill out and love me is that I'll be dead soon. Super comforting.