soft foods & farewells

      I walked into Travis's apartment when I got off work yesterday and he immediately proposed "Let's go get steak at The Veranda." Oh how it broke my heart. We both love our Veranda steaks, and he's been craving one for a while. But unless they could put mine in a blender, I really didn't really want to go watch him enjoy the deliciousness on his own. So I promised him we would go on Valentine's Day. That gives me two and a half weeks to coax myself to chew.

   For the past two days, I have not used a single function of my teeth. I've been as close to a liquid diet you can get without starving. Yesterday, my nourishment consisted of a glass of soup (yes, I drank it), soggy puff cereal, a baked potato, soft bread, and applesauce. But before you go thinking I'm a wuss, I will be the first to say that I am not in pain. However, I would not like to be in pain in the foreseeable future, hence my decision not to bite down on anything too tough. It's been 13 years since I've had these little dudes on my teeth and I'm slowly getting reacquainted with them.

   I can already tell this may be the longest 5 months of my life- waiting to get these things off, waiting to hear about jobs, and anxiously waiting to marry my best friend. Searching for sanity, people.

    I would like to take the rest of this post to say a farewell to my roommate and friend, Lara Beth. She graduated in December, went out and got a big girl job, and today she's going home for good- very sad. However, seeing as how she's about to get married, I know that hanging out in Starkville for six months would not be conducive to her situation. Sure would be fun though.