Board certified, yo

Oh hey, nice to see you. Guess what?

I passed my dental boards, wee! 

When we got home from our trip on Sunday night, I ran to our mailbox and opened the letter while we were in the elevator. I passed! Yay! 

That means this old broad is board certified. (Yeesh, say that ten times fast.)

Can I get a woot woot?

Now I only need my license and that pesky diploma before I am unleashed on the world. Mwahahaha. 

(I didn’t mean for that to sound so menacing. I hope I didn’t scare you.)


Now, don’t we feel better?