Laughing at myself

So on Tuesday I got my wisdom teeth out. 

I don't remember much about that afternoon, and Ryan said I woke up the next morning the happiest that he'd ever seen me. Apparently I kept repeating that "I slept so well!" (which is probably true)

Anyway, I'm fine now, and no longer living in a drug-induced haze, but I'm laughing because I just found this picture on my hard-drive and I don't remember it ever being taken.

Good thing I made sure to pose:)