Wednesday, May 30, 2007

My Best Friend...



I don't have a whole lot of close friends, but I do have one best friend who has been with me through a lot in the last six years we've been married and the last eight years that we've known each other. I love my husband more today than I did the day he asked me to marry him, more than the day we got married, and my love has continued to get stronger for him. I couldn't ever imagine my life without him and his calmness, his seriousness, his goofiness, and most of all his love for God. He has such a calming affect on me at times which is great since I'm a very high strung individual. He is serious about his job and affecting the lives of teenagers in a fun, yet positive way. He is a highly funny individual which I don't give him enough credit for. His love for God is what I love most about him. He strives to learn more about God and works constantly on his own relationship with Him. He lets me vent to him and talk his head off when he gets home from work and best of all he lets me be myself and the person God made me to be. I don't know how many people read this, but I know Mike does, so I just want to say thank you for loving me. Thank you for letting me be me.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Another X-Ray...

About a year a go I had my first post about my broken finger. I'm happy to say that my finger is doing well and bends just as nicely as it did before it broke. I tell you this because yesterday I once again had to have an x-ray. Not on my finger this time, but on my ankle. Oh yes boys and girls I hurt myself once again. Luckily this time it is just a very painful sprain. I wish I could share with you a daring and amazing story of how I hurt my ankle, but alas, I can only say that I am highly embarrassed by this true story.

This weekend Mike and I moved his grandma from Yucaipa, CA out here to Riverside. Yesterday morning we decided to get bagels before heading out to Yucaipa to help with the estate sale for her home. As I was walking out of Panera Bread with a bag of bagels in one hand and hot chocolate in the other (I don't drink coffee) I stepped off the curb between my car and a small white car and that is when it happened. I fell, or tripped or maybe I was catapulted off the curb. I don't know how it happened I just know one minute I was enjoying my hot chocolate and the next I was on the ground with the bag of bagels two feet in front of me, the hot chocolate tipped over next to my turned in ankle and hot chocolate "juice" splattered all over the clean white car next to my head. My first thought was my pants are ruined and my pinky toe looks gross. About two seconds later I started to bawl like a baby and my ankle started to shoot with a whole lot of pain. Mike was a few feet behind me and only heard me fall (apparently I made a loud noise when I fell). He ran in to get me some ice and then off we drove to Kaiser.

One nice thing about yesterday was that There was not one single person in the waiting room of the ER and I got right in. We were in and out of the ER in a little over an hour. My final question that I leave you with is: Is it really okay that I have gotten 5 x-rays in the last year? That can't be good!