And people smiled.
People smile with their teeth showing.
I take alot of photos, yo?
So I see alot of smiles.
Mine always look, uh, hesitant. Or, um, controlled.
I am very aware of my teeth.
Which, yes, are straight. (Thanks for some dentist deciding, back before I had boobs, to remove 12 permanent (adult) teeth from my mouth so there wouldn't be 'crowding'.)
And bad roots.
And small mouth, no lips.
All of this equals me being a nob about my lower facial region.
And now? I'm going to have another permanent tooth removed?
Will it cause all the others to shift?
Will I end up with a huge gap in my tooth-line that everyone will see?
I did some experimenting. To see for myself.
In the end, after all that self analysis, I put my usual smile back on and drove over to the party:
I think it's time for a new phone cover.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Half of the cost of getting that tooth extracted, a bone grafted (bones come from a bone bank. Human bone dust, swine bone dust and bovine bone dust EWWWWWWWW), a peg implanted and another crown plunked on top is covered by my dental plan. STILL. Is a tooth worth $2500?
2. I have older friends who are showing me the way. The way to age. The way to do family. The way to have friends. The way to smile.
3. iPhone cameras.