Friday, January 22, 2010


Ith ova. I'm back fwum th detith. It wathn thoe bad afto aw. Juth a li-l bih of numneth, buh aw in aw, nogh tho tewibow.

Two moe cavi-eeth thah I hafoo go back two fixth. Nexth week~thoe I dogh puh it off an geh vewy ankthus like I wath thith whole week. Nogh thah you coul tell fwum th way I wath acteen. Bugh BETHT OF AW...NOOOOOOOOO WOOT CANAW! Can you thay "THANK YOU HEAVENWY FATHOW!?!" Thiwiothly. Tendow mothey.

Anyway, ith all guuuuuuugh. Nigh.


Neen said...

Good grief!! You are hysterical!!! I'm so glad all went well. I do have one suggestion. How bout' dentures!! It's got to be much less painful! Just a thought! Sleep well! =0)

Lisa said...

I will sleep well, now that the voices have stopped. By the way, I took your advice and have gone to Dr. Anderson. He's the one that's caused all this turmoil. Slap him when you see him, will you?

Anonymous said...

In tears laughing so hard. Lost count how many times I read and re-read outloud to my family trying to decipehr the message.
Thanks for the Friday night entertainment!
Love ya Lis!

Neen said...

I always knew that Anderson guy was no good!! He must have just bought a new sports car and needs you to pay for it! (You should never take my advice.) =0)

Brenda @Just a Bed of Roses said...

You have got to be kidding me...this is just too much!
Your dentist owes you a ride in his new sports car too. Hope he doesn't hold a grudge when Neen smacks him.