Tuesday, April 5, 2011
I wonder where the yellow went?
But, the buzzer finally blew, the struts were removed, I rinsed and spit in a plastic bag (which was creepily like an air-sick bag) and a mirror was placed in front of my face. To be honest, I couldn't tell the difference between my 'before' and my 'after'. But, I ooohed and awwwed over the results. Mum was so happy with her results she was postively giddy.
When we got home we flashed our smiles in a most unnatural way. Bill didn't even notice. He was too busy telling us about tonight's dinner. We had to tell him that the entire menu had to be changed (no peppers, no dark leaf lettuce, no tomatoes, no cilantro) since we couldn't eat anything red, dark or caustic - because of our Hollywood teeth.
Once we told him where we'd been for the last hour, he said that he could really tell the difference in our smiles, but I think he was just trying to be kind.
But, guess what? He changed the menu.