Shortly after I got home I walked past the mirror in our front room and just happened to glance into it. It was then I realized I had a string of drool on the left side of my face that had managed to take advantage of my numbed state to sneak out of my mouth.... thankfully I was able to catch it before anyone saw it... ah the wonderful thing about mirrors! :)
But for now, my mouth is still numb and I'm having quite a bit of trouble trying to get out an intelligible string of words.
On another note...
It just happens to my my Daddy's birthday day today. We are planning on an dinner of homemade hamburgers (a special favorite of his) and then heading over to another family's house to celebrate his and another gentleman's birthday. I think it'll be fun.
He had a friend his from Canada (where my Dad's actually from) call to wish him a happy birthday. I picked up the phone and after a bit of conversation, they said "You know, you don't sound a bit like you're from the South, you actually sound more like a Canadian." I'd have to disagree... if they could hear me talk on a regular basis they'd probably change their mind, but there it is, straight from the mouth of a Canadian. :)
Well, I'm off to go make Dad's birthday cake.
Till next time,