Friday, February 27, 2009

Happy Birthday Nick

The Boy is 18 today! Crazy. It seems like he shouldn't be that old, because I shouldn't be that old. I just wanted to wish my dear brother a happy birthday. I hope it is a good one.

P.S. He does occasionally groom himself. He's not always this fluffy and shaggy looking.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Made by me

Well, I have a friend who is a little bit crazy. She did this and I entered because I am fascinated to see what she comes up with. Thus, I am offering the same thing. Here are the rules:

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me. My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1 - I make no guarantees that you will like what I make.
2 - What I create will be just for you.
3 - It'll be done this year (might take a little while).
4 - You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
5 - I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U_LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it! Good luck!

P.S. If you don't live close (which few of you do) then I'll need a mailing address, and maybe an email just in case.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

We've Caught Spring Fever

Days like today make me want to garden, or bike ride, or hike, or swim, or sit in a lawn chair and stare off into my yard. I guess I've got it bad: Spring Fever. I am very thankful for the sunny days we are having in between our snowy days. It's been so nice and so warm. Could it be that spring may actually be here sooner than we thought? No, no, I mustn't think that way. But I am ready whenever spring is. I am simply dying for a chance to prune my roses, dust off my bicycle, and go for long walks. I can't wait to watch my garden grow and to see the grass turn green again. I'm so excited to be rid of all this mud! And I can't wait to sit behind Ammon as we take our fun summer cruises through the mountains. Ah bliss. Spring come soon!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Laughing is the best medicine

Ammon had a little accident the other night. He passed out while standing and fell hitting his head a few different times on the way down (and it is a long way down). We really aren't sure why he passed out. All I know was that it was terrifying. Between the fall, the throwing up right afterwards, the slurring of words, and the dilated pupils I was worried. When my dad told me to hang up the phone and take Ammon to the emergency room right then I decided I'd better do it. I tried to talk Ammon into going. He didn't want to. So, I called the 24 hour nurse hotline that our insurance has. After going through all the details with her she told me I had better get him in to the emergency room.

It was really packed when we got there, but I guess head trauma is good for something, we got a bed and some help right away. While they were checking him in Ammon started saying things like "I'm at a level 8," so I knew he must finally be coming back to me. We had a lovely 2 hour visit in the ER. We planned Ammon's funeral. That was a comical and entertaining conversation. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but don't you think it is slightly inappropriate to have the widow speak? I thought it was, so we settled on having his brothers speak since Mothers shouldn't be expected to speak either.

It's really not pleasant to watch your husband fall and loose consciousness. It's not fun to be incapable of moving him while he is on the ground in a horrible position. It is not fun to have to rush him to the emergency room with a bowl just in case. But Ammon can make the worst situations somewhat fun. We laughed and giggled. When his humor came back I knew that he was my Ammon again, and I knew that we were safe. While Ammon was maybe not entirely safe and we are still monitoring him, I am safe. He looks out for me even when he's the one in bad shape. I've learned a lot about my husband the past few days. I think he knows me very well. All I need is to see a little of his wit and to laugh a little and then I can go on and be brave and support him through his ordeal. Really, it was a horrible night made less horrible by comedy. We are not out of the worst of it yet. His test are clean, but we do think he has a concussion and so he is resting up. Between his headache and his neck pain he hasn't been as lively as he generally is. But I am sure that nothing besides the muscles and skull are damaged, because if you hear him speak, you'll know that everything is still in tact as it should be.

I know I have posted links to these on my blog before, but this really is a good representation of what our 2 hours at the ER were like. Make sure you get emergency room part 2 right afterwards. Enjoy the comedy, we hope it makes something in your life less horrible and more bearable as you laugh. It is working for us.

emergency room part 2

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Big Day for APH

As many of you know, I am a member of the Association of Personal Historians. Last year the Association put together an anthology of stories. It is our first book as an Association and is a pretty big deal. Well, yesterday it finally became available to the public. The book is called "My Words are Gonna Linger" and is a very inspiring collection. I highly recommend it. I had the privilege of designing the poster that announced the new anthology when it because available to members last year. If you are interested to learn more you can click here for the press release. If you want to check out other stuff go visit the site for the Association of Personal Historians.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

The Finished Bathroom

It's done! I know it is silly to be so excited over a bathroom, but it is finally done, and that is worth a lot.  And, if I do say so myself, it turned out beautifully. Ammon does amazing work. And then I enjoy adding the finishing touches. Between the two of us we make a pretty awesome team. Yes, we will come do yours next (if the price is right).

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

White Hair!

Lately I have been having some issues with my hair. I dream nearly every night that it is long again. I want it to be long again. I enjoy things about short hair. I actually enjoy a lot of things about short hair, but I miss my long flowing locks and miss being able to  put it up in a ponytail. I also have issues and feel that I don't look as good with short hair. I don't know why, but I think I look to matronly or something.
Well, last night I dreamed that my hair was going white. It had grown out, but the roots were white for nearly 4 inches! I have never dyed my hair and have vowed never to do so until it starts to go gray. I was so upset about my hair going white. I was relieved that it was white rather than grey for some reason, but I was very upset that I would have to start dying it. I'm just too young for that.
This morning, as I was getting up my courage to get out of bed, I was relieved that it was just a dream. I can deal with short hair, but I am not ready to deal with short, white hair. I went about my morning activities happy with my hair color.
After I got out of the shower today I picked up my blow dryer. As I was blowing I noticed, right in the front of my forehead, A WHITE HAIR! Oh no! The horror. It happened to me. My dream was just a bad omen for what was happening. I turned off my blow dryer to take a closer look. It was going to have to be pulled. But as I got a closer look I noticed that this little hair was thicker than all the others. What? Could this be? Yup! Paint.

Monday, February 2, 2009

The Bathroom

Two days before 2008, Ammon and I started construction on our bathroom. Tomorrow I will finish it. Here are some pictures of the construction, I'll post pictures of the finished product tomorrow.