So normally I don't care for the dentist...

Okay, so approximately 18 years ago, my idiot self was so excited to meet my "boyfriend" at Town West Mall that I ran into the glass door with my GRILL because you are supposed to pull it instead of push it - harhar. Next day I get a restoration & am on my way - all is beautiful.

Move forward approximately 18 years to Halloween night 2006. My idiot self is chomping on ice with my front teeth - why? you might ask... I have no good explanation. Anyway, my beautifully aged restoration was suddenly gone! Oh my - what to do?? Joe studied my new "chip-tooth" GRILL in the light of his trusty flashlight in the middle of the street. Dangit, how could I have let that happen??

However, it has turned out to be a very good thing as my 18 year old restoration was turning funny colors anyway. Now I look good as new:)

Before:

Okay - now THAT is a scary picture... I can't believe that my phone did not break when taking that!!

And after:

Now - I really like the dentist:) I have been smiling all day with my new tooth! No more chip-tooth for me!