Horray for Wisdom Teeth

I went to the teeth doctor's office this morning and they took out my packing and stitches. For some reason the dissolvable kind never dissolve in my mouth. Anyways, I feel free! When the lady was cutting out the stitches, she said, "Don't mind me..." She was really funny and nice. So all I have to do is wait for the holes to fill in, and I'm good.
I'm going to the regular doctor's office this afternoon about my throat. Its been feeling kind of soar, and I've been feeling kind of tired. On Sunday, I started taking a nap at 1, and didn't wake up until 7. Then I went to bed at 10, and didn't wake up the next morning until 11. I think that helped, all that sleep, but I'm still going to the doctor's anyways.
We played ping pong at Daddy's school last night for family home evening, and it was soooooo much fun. I reminisced about the good old days when Tim and I would play, or when Roxy and I would play, or when Andrea and I would play, or when... you get the picture. I spent a lot of my life at that ping pong table in Q Hall.

My Exciting Adventures

Yesterday I had my bottom two wisdom teeth out. I was worried that they weren't going to touch me because I'd had headaches for the past couple days, and I found a white sore on my throat. But they looked at it and said I was fine. Mom made me take a jacket and a new era, because she thought I would be cold and bored. I wasn't either. Oh, well. Mom was just being a good mom. So we get there and we're in the waiting room, me reading my New Era, and Dad reading Harry Potter 7. I noticed that the lady next to me was reading a Harry Potter too. I had assumed that is was the 7th one, but then all of a sudden she looks up at Dad, and says, "You have the 7th Harry Potter?!!!" Then she goes on a silly rant about how she had ordered her copy from Barns & Nobel, but it hasn't gotten to her yet, and she almost bought it at Costco, but now she's just stuck here reading the 6th one because her copy hasn't gotten to her yet. She was really funny. You could tell she was a Harry Potter nut, though. Anyways, they called me into the back and the minute I sat in the chair, the lady started hooking me up to all there wires. She even put a thing on my ankle. Then she put one of those bibs on me, accept it was huge, and a hairnet. Then she was like, "we'll be right back, so you can read a magazine. How about Hanna Montana, 'I luuve my daddy!'" She was really funny. All the nurses were really funny. Anyways, I had finished the magazine when my doctor came in, and he asked me if I learned anything. He is funny. He was wearing cowboy boots, but the fancy kind. Anyways, after a bit, he and his army of nurses decided it was time for my IV, so then poked me in my right arm, but I'm tough on the outside, he said, so they tried my left arm. That was a no-go too. Then the smacked my left hand for a while to try and make something happen, but then they went to the right side again, and tried a different spot. This time it finally worked. And I'm happy to say, I never passed out once! I warned them about that, and they gave me a great tip to flex my leg muscles. It helped a lot. Anyways, when it was finally in, I said, "Now the hard part is over... for me." And the nurses laughed a little. Then I said, "my vision is kind of crazy." The doctor said, "yeah, getting a little weird?" Then I was out. It's odd that they didn't tell me to count or anything. So a second later I was sitting in a recliner with a blanket of, and a full mouth. I thought I was super swollen, but then a nurse came and changed the gauze that was in there. It was a relief. Anyways, I woke up really well, I got a frosty on the drive home, and I read Harry Potter for the majority of the day. My jaw was completely numb until the late night, so I felt ridiculous when trying to drink out of a cup or something. Anyways, I'm fine now, not even on any pain killers. I'm not noticeably swollen or bruised (yet), and I feel good. Can't really walk around that much, and I have no apatite, but I feel good.
So Harry Potter. I liked it, but I prolly would have liked it better had I not been completely lost about stuff I'd forgotten, and if I wasn't drugged up, but I liked it. I think that was the first time I finished a Harry Potter in daylight. I thought the epilogue was a little cheesy, because it was the happily ever after deal, but I like happily ever afters. I was tres confused at some parts, because I didn't see how they connected, but Carlie helped me out a ton.
Carlie and Kellie are very nice girls. All of yesterday they would help me with whatever I needed, and were very sweet. Last night, I was laying on the couch, and my head was throbbing because of my headache, and Carlie came and sat by my head and we held hands and talked about Harry Potter. That made me feel a lot better. Then when Kellie said the family prayer, she asked to make me feel better soon. But more importantly, I think, was that she blessed Carlie in her work. Carlie is worried because they only scheduled her for one day next week. And anyone who's talked to Kellie about Carlie, or in other words let Kellie rant about Carlie, knows that that was a big deal. Anyways, they are so great. And that is what I say, being in sound mind and judgement.
Oh, I forgot to say this. Once the feeling came back in my tongue, I felt around where my teeth used to be, and the stitches are so long. It feels like they didn't cut off the ends after sewing. That is kind of annoying. Oh, well, they'll go away soon!

Back in Redlands

Being back in Redlands has been nice, because I am able to do what I want and not have as many responsibilities. I've gotten to see some of my friends that I've been missing, like Bryson, Charlie, BJ, Adam, Courtney, Brandi, and I want to see more of them. I got to go to Shelley's and Ricks house for a few days, and it was totally fun. I got to be with Shelley and do fun things, and I didn't have to paint anything. Indeed, Grey's Anatomy is very addicting, and it kind of threw off my sleep schedule, because I would watch it until all hours of the night, but still stay up more to read my scriptures and all that. Being able to read my scriptures every night consistently has been really nice. Being able to eat different foods every day has been nice too. I must admit that I like sleeping in the same bed with Kellie, (I've bedded with Carlie once too) I don't exactly know why, but it's fun to be close to them.
So it has been a week and a half since Tim and I stopped emailing each other. It has been two days since Tim has gone into the MTC. It has been about a day since I wrote my first letter to Tim. It's all kind of weird. I really can't wait to start writing all my missionaries. I counted, and I think I'm going to have about 11. Talmage Blaine David Romney Tim Charlie RHBen Ben Kirk Wayne BJ Daniel. A very lovely bunch. My fast Sunday's will be busy. Dad came home from a meeting last night, and told me that a boy from my seminary class, Christian Carlson, is going on the Hungary Budapest mission. He is going into the MTC just as Tim is leaving, but I would not be surprised if they are companions some day.
So I am missing being in Provo, mostly for the social aspect. My Fall semester back at BYU is going to be crap-tastic. A crapulous mass, even. I'm taking Shakespeare, Music 201, Stats 221, Physical Science 110B, 2nd half of the New Testament, and LDS Marriage and Family. I can't afford to do badly in any of these courses, so I'm not going to have much of a social life. To anyone who is reading this, I will need all the help I can get with staying on task, so tell me to do my work when it starts coming. Boy, I'm nervous for next semester. I hope I'm still able to go on dates and stuff. Well, I'd better get back to painting the house.