stop teething me

Yesterday I got my first filling. Let me tell you, the dentist isn't nearly as bad when you don't have any feelings to go along with the horrendous noises. I had some difficulty talking afterward, since half of my tongue was numb. Doug had a great time laughing at me, and I was comforted by the fact that he had to get a filling today, so I knew I would be able to laugh at his expense. The joys of marriage - I never cease to be amazed... or amused. 

However, as luck would have it, Doug returned from his appointment (in which he got 2 fillings!) talking absolutely normally. No pain, no lisping, no intense focus on making his tongue form the words he wanted to say - nothing! So disappointing. Upon discovering my husband's propensity for overcoming novocaine, I instantly reverted to my inner 3-year-old and whined, "No faaair!"

Anyway, tonight I made [in my opinion] a delicious meal, which I adapted from a recipe I got from Mandi. This is the second time I've made it, and with the few changes I made tonight (the secret: don't measure things exactly. A little guessing is good! I used less mayo and tossed in some Italian dressing as well.) - thanks for the great recipe, Mandi!

Doug's brother is here with a "friend" - who happens to be a girl - you do the math - so I'm gonna go entertain and make sundaes!