My wife has been after me for YEARS to get braces for my lower teeth. It has been a somewhat sensitive issue for me.
For the first 20 years of my life, I didn’t need them.
When I was 21, my wisdom teeth finally came in and they were fully impacted. I didn’t realize this until they had caused my lower front teeth to look like a small pile up on the freeway. I am one of those 4 wisdom tooth story people!
I have tried to point out to my wife that some men that she finds pretty handsome don’t have the straightest teeth: Tom Cruise (before braces), Harrison Ford, etc.
She doesn’t care about that. It bugs her…
and she periodically bugs me.
So, this morning, she followed me as I walked out the door to go to the dentist and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse…
“If I get my weight down to _ _ _, (top secret) will you get braces?”
“Absolutely.”
Right now, it looks like a safe “bet” because her target will not be easy to hit. Our son doesn’t think she can do it.
He doesn’t know her. When she sets her mind to it, she is one of the most determined people I know. Shoot, she trained and ran a marathon when she was 40 years old! and she is not a “runner”.
I guess if I sense that her motivation is flagging, I could just smile real big!
