Proof That Drugs Make Me Awesome

Two weeks ago I had all four wisdom teeth removed. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking — yes, I should have had that done 15 or so years ago. I’ve been avoiding it all costs, to be honest. Blah blah blah. But finally I decided to man up and go through with the procedure.

I’ve been a bit nervous about the whole thing, in case you couldn’t tell from my procrastination. Yeah, I know — I’m kind of mysterious like that.

CBG kept reassuring me that the procedure itself was going to be a piece of cake. In particular he bragged up the drugs that I would be getting — “IV sedation”, meaning that I wouldn’t be officially unconscious, but I wouldn’t care about what was being done to me while I was in the dentist’s chair.

And oh boy, was he right. On the morning of the procedure I recall the nurse telling me that I was going to feel like I’d had ” a stiff drink on an empty stomach”. The last thing I remember saying while I still had a full head of teeth was, “Hey….you’re right…..!”

The next thing I knew I had a mouth full of cotton and was being escorted into the recovery room.

Easiest dental procedure ever.

After a quick stay in the recovery room, CBG was loading me in the car and bringing me home. Along the way I entertained him with my personal renditions of “Livin’ on a Prayer” and “Never Gonna Give You Up” while sporting a mouth full of gauze and an almost completely frozen mouth.

Yeah, I’m *that* awesome.

And then…we arrived home. I wasn’t immediately tired and was feeling a bit like a party girl at that point. Sure, I had the good sense to know that I needed to “rest”, but decided to amuse myself as only a couch-ridden party girl can.

Exhibit A. Full of gauze. Don't worry....I'm totally feeling better than I look in this pic.

Exhibit A. Full of gauze. Don’t worry….I’m totally feeling better than I look in this pic.

Exhibit B. The gauze is now out and I'm "smiling" for the camera.

Exhibit B. The gauze is now out and I’m “smiling” for the camera.

Exhibit C. It's party time at Sunshine's!

Exhibit C. It’s party time at Sunshine’s!

After some napping I felt better and ended up bumming around online. I found myself on Etsy, lusting after a gorgeous vintage evening gown that I had seen there the day before.

Confession time: I spent a LOT of time on Etsy. More than I should. I spend time on there looking at lots of things I have no intention of actually buying. Lately I’ve been doing a lot of looking at wedding stuff, particularly vintage dresses. A quick look at my Pinterest will confirm that for everyone.

I’ve been thinking about dresses a bit the last few months, what with the wedding coming up, and while I haven’t had a clear vision of what I’ve wanted, I’ve known two things: I really wanted a vintage dress, and I didn’t want a traditional wedding gown. The whole giant-wedding with a puffy white dress has just never appealed to me. I didn’t even do that the first time around; I’m sure as hell not going to do it the second.

(No offense to my puffy-white-dress-wearing-giant-church-wedding readers. Truly, it’s about doing what you want on your day.)

Even though I’ve been stalking many vintage dress sellers on Etsy, I had hesitations about ordering a vintage dress online, without the ability to try it on or return it if it didn’t fit. I knew that I’d eventually find something to wear to my wedding, but I worried that I wouldn’t find something that I truly loved. Because that’s a pretty important part of your wedding, isn’t it, friends? Loving your wedding dress?

In my drugged up state I showed the dress to CBG.

“That’s a really awesome dress.” He told me. Like I didn’t already know. Duh.

I showed it to my girls. “We love it!!”

And still, I hesitated.

CBG reasoned with me. Telling me that the dress didn’t cost that much, that I could get it altered if it didn’t fit, that worst case scenario, it would be an awesome evening gown to wear on a cruise some day.

And thanks to the drugs, I figured “What the hell”. No friends, I couldn’t drive a car or sign legal documents, but dammit, I could certainly punch in my credit card numbers to enable a little online shopping.

Turns out, it was a pretty damn smart decision. Last week the dress arrived. Squealing like an excited little girl, I tore open the package and pulled it out. I immediately tore off my clothes and slid into the dress.

And it fit. Perfectly.

And the colour? Perfect. Just like that,  had “the” dress. A dress that is pretty much on the other end of the spectrum from a traditional white wedding gown. But it is awesome. And it is me.

All thanks to the drugs that loosened me up enough to take a chance and click “order”, when under normal circumstances I likely would have waffled for WAY too long.

Drugs really DO make me awesome. Even moreso than usual. heh.

8 Responses

  1. HAHA these pis are awesome. So funny. And I LOVE that your dress fits perfectly! as I knew it would!! and you got ME into looking for certain things on etsy too…you are so smart 😉

  2. WOW. You definitely are THAT awesome.

    Can’t wait to see it! Hey, slip a gal an email pic!!! 😉

  3. I can’t wait to see it.

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  5. […] With a mere 72 days to The Big Day, CBG and I are now deep in wedding planning mode. I’m amazed at how much work is involved even with our small, simple wedding. This past weekend was all about getting stuff done – flowers, cupcakes (in lieu of a wedding cake), a tie for CBG that will match my glorious dress. […]

  6. […] too. I’m not wearing a tux, I’m wearing a suit. Sunshine’s beautiful vintage dress is orange, not white. Each of the girls were allowed to pick out their own dress colour. We don’t have […]

  7. […] one day, high on medication from getting my wisdom teeth removed and surfing around online, I found The Dress… An awesome orange vintage evening gown that I loved the moment I saw it.  A dress that I would […]

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