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Double date, Sandy & repercussions of rapid descent

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We had an awesome time last night, a “blast” as Adam puts it. We spent the afternoon and evening with good friends going to Omaha for a movie and good food. Surprisingly, they invited us even after we took care of their children and allowed them to “run-off” their energy on our treadmill. You may remember…We went to the wrong theater at first, a gorgeous ginormous theater. My eyes dilated as we pulled up at the site of the thing…we don’t get out much to the movies. In fact, I can honestly say that the last movie we went to was two years ago and in Lincoln at a smaller theater…this one was HUGE! Alas, it was the wrong one.

So we headed to the correct one and were saddened to see that it was, of course, much much much smaller…..and dated. People, the tickets cost $2.00 per person. It was a “family value theater”. As the husbands said, they didn’t remember EVER taking us out to a movie that cheap…even when were young and dating!!! When inside there were mirrors all around with weird old lights, reminded me of a county fair that if you looked  at the lights just right you might have a seizure right then and there. There was a little old lady sitting right smack in the middle of things checking her blood sugar…strange (maybe she had too many milk duds). The snacks were the average price of other theaters and the seats and theater itself was A-okay I am happy to report, since we were there to see Sandy in the Blind Side. Adam loves her. Really loves her. He didn’t care for her as a blonde. But man, wasn’t that movie the best?!!! If only I can touch one person’s life like that in my lifetime I will be thrilled!

So, all in all the movie was not for lost. Sandy was great, the popcorn wasn’t burnt and there were no police guards in the lobby. Oh, yeah I forgot to mention that the last “small” theater Adam and I went to in Omaha there were police in the lobby and at the doors….I’m thinking we were in a bad neighborhood and we didn’t know it. Oh….and no seizures!

Next, we headed to awesome chow at Charleston’s. Never been but would recommend now to anyone!!! Great food and service. And, then we talked and talked and talked all the way home. It, was as this post started out saying…a great night.

I haven’t typed about it but this week has been a little tough going with the whole rapid fall down the stairs last Saturday. Surprisingly my fracture didn’t really bother me much the first few days. I think that is because every other muscle, tendon and ligament in my upper body did. I thought I was going to die, people. Seriously. Sunday morning I awoke and stared at the ceiling and thought….this is it…it hurt to breathe, you name it, all from the waist up. I must have stretched EVERYthing when I fell. Every little rib space, the breast bone and my pelvis hurt beyond belief. Monday and Tuesday sucked to say the least, Wednesday got a little better and I’ve been better since. Once my body started feeling better the arm started rearing it’s ugly head. I think I just hurt everywhere else so much that I didn’t notice it as much. But, seriously…if you decide you ever want to break a bone this is the way to do it. I pretty much have full function of my arm which is great. I put in an IUD this week, put on a cast, did some biopsies…basically functioned like normal. Sure, it pains a little but the main time it hurts is if my elbow is bumped and towards the end of the day and at night. Then it aches and stings and burns. Ice is my friend. I’ll take this over a cast any day. We re-xray’d it on Thursday and drats, it was still broken!

I have some pictures of #2 to post from her state bball last week maybe later today that we finally got done going through (I think there is some of #3-#6 also).

Do you feel smurfy about santa?

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Adam and I grew up drastically different…I believing whole-heartedly in santa and loving our Christmas tree, him not. I would be lying if I said this has not been an area of contention in our marriage. When first married, it was a huge issue when ever having children was brought up. We would sort of “agree to disagree” and that we would not have children until we could agree on those “sorts of things”. Like the Easter bunny or the tooth fairy. Once we were taking care of my sister’s kids while they were out of town and one of them lost a tooth. Heaven forbid I had to be the tooth fairy that night…Adam was NOT happy.

Over the years there have been great debates, awesome arguments over the holidays amongst my family and Adam. He definitely stands his own. One year my sister had him in the drawing and gave him a stuffed grinch wrapped in grinch paper…he took it in stride of course.

Like the easter bunny, Halloween is an issue too. These are all past-times that I am so very accustomed to and grew up with. These are things that we are sorting through and trying to figure out what will work for us.

SMURFS! That’s another area that has always gotten to me. I loved smurfette!!! Adam says he was never allowed to watch them and has a mind-set that the smurfs were bad because smurfette was a boy turned into a girl….something about witchery of some sort.

Where am I going with all of this, you may ask? Well, Adam has a good friend that he works with whose name also happens to be Adam (all the good one’s are!). They both love Jesus but have some differing opinions in some things and have decided to pick a topic to “discuss” each week on Adam’s (my Adam) bible study blog. This is in no way meant to be a method to criticise one another. It is not to judge one another, rather to simply help each other grow in Faith…..and maybe help Adam and I figure out what to do with our own little babe with some of these issues.

So, check it out. The link is also on the side bar with my other favorite sites. Please comment, but don’t attack. And, remember that they are going to start a new topic each Monday.

Poor poor baby

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Riding in the backseat of my sister’s suburban I see this dolly on the floor and think, holy cow! Poor girlie, what happened to you. Your hair is a mess, face looks beat up and what’s this? Where the heck are your toes?!!! I supp0se this is what happens to dolls in a house with six kids???? WOW!

the end of a long disagreement (of sorts)

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white earlobed chicken~named Bob

Adam and I have gone back and forth for a verrry long time about why egg shells vary in color. I kid you not…..that is what this post is about. Adam has vehemently sworn to the fact that it depends on the color of the chicken’s elbow. Well, we have this very nice patient that sells eggs to us at the clinic~antibiotic & hormone free, cage free too! I finally asked him last week and he looked at me like I had purple hair and orange eyes. Needless to say I told Adam he needed to check into his theory a little further.

Come to find out…he was close. It’s their earlobes that determine the color of the shell. Elbows…earlobes…elbows…earlobes. He says they sound the same to him and he just remembered wrong from the Discovery channel show he saw it on once upon a time.

So tonight we were boiling some eggs and there was a really speckly one and I asked Adam what color he thought that chicken’s earlobe was and his response was classic: his mama’s earlobe was white, his daddy’s was not~there are even biracial chickens, you see.