although my inner molly jensen is save to correct some of you in yesterday’s condolences; i cannot, in good conscience,  allow those of you to still falsely believe yesterday’s toothless photograph is me. i am shocked and flattered (even if she is missing...
so here’s the story of my missing tooth: two hours into our drive up north i bit into a very soft, unsuspecting granola bar. out came my front veneer!?!? {childhood bout with spinal meningitis= crazy high fever=white spots on my teeth=false fangs} let’s...
