So I just got back from a weekend in Boston with my cousins, (Ali, Rachel, & Emma), Ali’s husband Tyler, my brother Matt & my sister in law, Candice. We all got together for the baby shower of my cousin Ali and then had a cousin’s weekend & we had so much fun. Most of us met in the hotel room my cousin Emma & I were sharing in between the shower and dinner and that’s where the shenanigans began. The way family can tease each other is unlike anything else in this world. It’s always in good fun and there is absolutely no malice in any of the jokes.

When my dear, sweet brother announced that I was dressed like a mime, we all just dissolved into hysterics and piled into the elevator to go for a walk around Beantown. As we left the hotel we went to Faneuil Hall to browse the shops and my cousin Emma announced loudly that “the cherry blossoms were so beautiful”. She was quickly informed they were Japanese Magnolias but yes, very pretty indeed. Again, we laughed about “Emma & her cherry blossoms” all weekend.

Then somehow at dinner, the subject of the time I threw up my fake teeth at a wedding came up. Yep, nothing is off limits amongst family. The story, in short, is, after my car accident, I lost my top 4 teeth. Before I had them permanently implanted, I had a false bridge (dentures essentially, which I used to refer to as “the D’s”). I went to my friend April’s wedding less than a year after my accident and hadn’t had alcohol in nearly that entire time. Two glasses of champagne later, I was pretty toasted. I left my date Tommy out at the bar with our friends after the wedding and went back to my hotel room where I proceeded to get very sick to my stomach. And flushed the toilet. With my teeth down them. I crawled into bed & passed out.

In the morning I woke up missing my teeth & went looking for them. When I realized what had happened, I started screaming. Tommy thought I must have been really hurt & jumped up right away. When I explained through my hand covering my mouth what had happened, he couldn’t stop laughing. Honestly, no one can ever stop laughing when I tell this story. It has gone down as an urban legend amongst our group of friends and people still ask me if it’s true. I ended up having to fly back to CA without my top 4 teeth & ended up begging my dentist to make me a new set of “D’s”.

SIDE NOTE: I also threw away a set of “D’s two days before my grandfather’s memorial service a year later. My dentist at the time, Dr. Davey, was a saint for his quick ability to get my new teeth in such a short amount of time!!

So many stories were told this weekend, laughs shared, forks dropped (for once NONE by me) and memories made, and it was decided by everyone that my next blog post was to be called, “Well at least I’ve got my teeth.” Because people always say “Well at least you’ve got your health.” But I can do one better. And I’m pretty sure, no, I’m POSITIVE that is a REALLY GOOD THING!!

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