4 years ago
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Surpreeeese
Today is a special day for many reasons. First of all for the first time in many moons I was able to go to work without wearing my giant down eskimo coat, mittens and ear muffs, secondly it is thursday which means it is almost friday, and thirdly, and most importantly, as I was making my PB&J sandwich this morning I discovered a fingernail baked into a slice of bread. There is nothing like a little throw up in the mouth to start the day off right...
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
I can't sleep
While getting ready for bed tonight, Adam and I began a conversation that started about people with poor hygiene and ended with me recounting memories of a summer I spent at a music camp in Brevard, North Carolina. As Adam drifted off to sleep, I continued to recount memory after memory even though he was no longer listening. My memories were so happy and fun that I couldn't stop myself from telling one after the other despite his waning interest.
When I arrived at Brevard, I distinctly remember turning onto the long paved driveway onto the campus and instantly feeling a sense of belonging, safety, and fun. Rarely do I approach an unknown experience without trepidation, but this is one time where I instantly felt comfortable and at home in unfamiliar surroundings. The following months flew by as I drank gallons of cherry coke in the cafeteria, rehearsed Ravel by the lake, and laughed with my roommate Liz who became my second sister. As I lay in bed tonight remembering the smell of our cabin and the sound of the rain on the roof, I started to think about other times in my life that are so happy I would love to live them all over again. I started to make a mental list of happy times that are so close to my heart I feel like they will burst out if I don't share them with all of you. You will probably fall asleep like Adam, but thats ok. I think this is a post for me I suppose...
1) All Christmases as a child
2) My entire freshman year of college
3) The first semester living in the Arch House
4) The Dew Drop Inn years, yes all 3 of them!
5) Trick-or-Treating
6) Driving in Paige's convertible with the top down, singing "Was it you who spoke the words..."
7) Russia Tour with the BYU Chamber Orchestra
8) The smell of orange blossoms in AZ
9) All the time spent with my grandparents, especially Easters
10) Summers playing in the pioneer house with Cousin Ande
11) Meeting Adam for the first time
12) The New Kids on the Block concert and all John Mayer Concerts
13) My senior recital
14) Brevard
15) Making up games with my siblings, heck most of my childhood
16) Laughing at Jill during our many years as room roommates
17) "Como se dice what?" Era
18) Water Polo Seasons, for the most part...
19) Maple House
20) Adam and I dating
I feel better, perhaps I will be able to sleep now:)
When I arrived at Brevard, I distinctly remember turning onto the long paved driveway onto the campus and instantly feeling a sense of belonging, safety, and fun. Rarely do I approach an unknown experience without trepidation, but this is one time where I instantly felt comfortable and at home in unfamiliar surroundings. The following months flew by as I drank gallons of cherry coke in the cafeteria, rehearsed Ravel by the lake, and laughed with my roommate Liz who became my second sister. As I lay in bed tonight remembering the smell of our cabin and the sound of the rain on the roof, I started to think about other times in my life that are so happy I would love to live them all over again. I started to make a mental list of happy times that are so close to my heart I feel like they will burst out if I don't share them with all of you. You will probably fall asleep like Adam, but thats ok. I think this is a post for me I suppose...
1) All Christmases as a child
2) My entire freshman year of college
3) The first semester living in the Arch House
4) The Dew Drop Inn years, yes all 3 of them!
5) Trick-or-Treating
6) Driving in Paige's convertible with the top down, singing "Was it you who spoke the words..."
7) Russia Tour with the BYU Chamber Orchestra
8) The smell of orange blossoms in AZ
9) All the time spent with my grandparents, especially Easters
10) Summers playing in the pioneer house with Cousin Ande
11) Meeting Adam for the first time
12) The New Kids on the Block concert and all John Mayer Concerts
13) My senior recital
14) Brevard
15) Making up games with my siblings, heck most of my childhood
16) Laughing at Jill during our many years as room roommates
17) "Como se dice what?" Era
18) Water Polo Seasons, for the most part...
19) Maple House
20) Adam and I dating
I feel better, perhaps I will be able to sleep now:)
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tonsillectomy
Yes it is true everyone, I am tonsil free! After almost 3 weeks of recovery I am now ready to report on my tonsillectomy adventure. Here are some highlights:
1) I am very scared of blood, needles, and sharp things poking me in tender spots like the inside of my elbow and my throat, so needless to say I was very nervous for my surgery. I must admit I even shed a few tears, but fortunately Adam was there to help me cope. The last time I went under for surgery (wisdom teeth extraction) I woke up very angry. In fact I think I told my mom I was so mad at her I was going to kick her, this time however I had the totally opposite reaction. When I woke up from the surgery I was overwhelmed with love for my nurses and doctors. I kept trying to grab the nurse's hand to express my love and thanks to her, but she was totally preoccupied with something nursey and didn't notice my feeble attempts.
2) This is gross, but the night of my surgery I accidentally projectile vomited grape juice all over Adam's hunting magazines. He kindly cleaned the whole thing up while I slept.
3) My road to recovery would have been fairly smooth except on day 3 I came down with the flu (Thanks to my irresponsible student who showed up for her lesson with the flu the day before my surgery). This is when I felt as if I had entered the valley of the shadow of death.
4) After I started to get over the flu, I very much enjoyed laying around the house and watching TV. I started to think that perhaps the life of an invalid suits me...knock on wood...
5) By far the worst part of this whole process has been the loss of my taste buds. Apparently the brace they used to hold my mouth open during surgery can mess up your taste buds. So now the back of my tongue tastes like metal every time I eat. The saddest part is sugary foods taste the worst, so candy, cake, cookies, and chocolate (the things that make life worth living) taste like metal to me. You would think that I would just stop eating these things, but no, I keep thinking my taste buds will miraculously heal between chocolates and so I continue to stuff my face. The only things unaffected by the taste buds are McDonalds french fries and Yellow Thai Curry, so I have quickly gained back the pounds that were shed during my days of popsicles and broth.
THE END
1) I am very scared of blood, needles, and sharp things poking me in tender spots like the inside of my elbow and my throat, so needless to say I was very nervous for my surgery. I must admit I even shed a few tears, but fortunately Adam was there to help me cope. The last time I went under for surgery (wisdom teeth extraction) I woke up very angry. In fact I think I told my mom I was so mad at her I was going to kick her, this time however I had the totally opposite reaction. When I woke up from the surgery I was overwhelmed with love for my nurses and doctors. I kept trying to grab the nurse's hand to express my love and thanks to her, but she was totally preoccupied with something nursey and didn't notice my feeble attempts.
2) This is gross, but the night of my surgery I accidentally projectile vomited grape juice all over Adam's hunting magazines. He kindly cleaned the whole thing up while I slept.
3) My road to recovery would have been fairly smooth except on day 3 I came down with the flu (Thanks to my irresponsible student who showed up for her lesson with the flu the day before my surgery). This is when I felt as if I had entered the valley of the shadow of death.
4) After I started to get over the flu, I very much enjoyed laying around the house and watching TV. I started to think that perhaps the life of an invalid suits me...knock on wood...
5) By far the worst part of this whole process has been the loss of my taste buds. Apparently the brace they used to hold my mouth open during surgery can mess up your taste buds. So now the back of my tongue tastes like metal every time I eat. The saddest part is sugary foods taste the worst, so candy, cake, cookies, and chocolate (the things that make life worth living) taste like metal to me. You would think that I would just stop eating these things, but no, I keep thinking my taste buds will miraculously heal between chocolates and so I continue to stuff my face. The only things unaffected by the taste buds are McDonalds french fries and Yellow Thai Curry, so I have quickly gained back the pounds that were shed during my days of popsicles and broth.
THE END
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Winter is my Foe
Long Long ago, when I still lived in Arizona, I remember commenting to a friend that I hated Arizona because it only had two seasons: blazing hot and hot. This comment proccupies my mind lately as I am forced to endure sub-zero temperatures, a never ending barrage of snow and ice, and entrapment in our tiny apartment...Oh what I wouldn't give for a good day of 110 degree heat! I scoff at my past self for being so short sighted, what was I thinking????
Saturday, January 24, 2009
My Celebrity Twin
The other night we were watching Psych (one of our absolute favorite TV shows) when Adam said to me, "You know what? You look kind of like Jules." He was referring to actress Maggie Lawson, who plays Detective Juliet O'Hara. At first I thought he was just being nice, but after further study I think he may be a little right...
Monday, January 19, 2009
Wives and Daughters
Attention all Pride and Prejudice fans, I have now found a new British love story that will let you live it all over again! The mini-series is called Wives and Daughters and I LOVE it! Over Christmas my sister introduced it to me and my mom and we literally became obsessed. The characters are hilarious, lovable and intriguing and the love story is of course adorable. It felt like I was watching Pride and Prejudice all over again, but this time I didn't know the ending:) I highly recommend it to all my fellow romantics!
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