Friday, December 18, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Yesterday I went to Provo with my parents, Megan, and Kami, and we all painted Kami's house. Completely. It was crazy. And the house....was a mess. Basically. Anyway, I was painting one particularly precarious window that felt like it might crash down onto the first floor at any moment. I noted how sad that would be, especially since I would never got to marry Sterling. My sister Megan, who seemed a little bitter towards men in general that day, stated that Sterling would mourn for a week, and then move on to another girl. Dad gave him the benefit of the doubt and said maybe a week and a half. I pretended not to hear their continuing conversation on young couples that one passes away, and declared haughtily that Sterling would mourn a long time for me. Later that night, I was relating the story to Sterling, and I said, "Wouldn't that be SO sad?" and he moved in to give me a hug and said quite seriously "Yeah, it would be the saddest week and a half of my life." WHAT IS THIS???!!?!?!?!? WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE??!?!?!?! Gotta say, I was having a hard time pretending to be put out, and not laughing though. Haahaa.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Now, I am going to.....well, I'd like to say I am going to relax. But I am going to work and study. More. Sigh. But I am happy that I'm studying for boards now, because that means the end is DEFINITELY in sight.
Happy story: Yesterday Sterling and I made dinner at his house cause his mom had a dr's appointment and got home late. So we had a FABULOUS time making dinner...although, I tried making mom's cinnamon rolls. Which I think would've been fine, except it was so cold, they didn't really raise, so then I stuck them in the oven to raise, and that kinda helped, but it was a little late. Anyway, after dinner I was sitting on the couch wrapped up in a blanket watching Sterling and his little sister Jenny put lights on the Christmas tree. Jenny said something about Sterling's stuff being ALL OVER the living room, and Sterling said his stuff had been on the table, but someone had thrown it all in a pile. And so I said "Hey, I moved it cause we were eating, and I set it very nicely, in one pile on the couch." and so then Sterling got this mischievous look on his face and told me that it was a very nice-looking pile. A beautiful pile. A wonderful, incredibly neat pile. Such a happy pile. He had never seen a pile so amazing in his life. Right when I was trying not to smile and thinking he was done, he waited about two minutes, putting up lights....and then started all over again. I was laughing SO HARD! If you ever need someone to praise the neatness of a pile....incessantly.....for multiple minutes....you know who to call.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
My second patient was a recall class V. The only problem with double scheduling on Class V's, is that you never really know how hard it will be. Some class V's come in squeaky clean before you even start cleaning. Some class V's come in almost a Class II all over again. But this was a squeaky clean Class V, and she had to leave by two. So she was done by two. And once again I had a whole barrel of time. So now I just need to remember this experience for next semester and not waste any time, because I have a feeling with boards being early, and mockboards the end of January---there won't be any time to squander!
Drum roll....HAPPY LAST DAY OF CLINICALS!!!! ONE MORE SEMESTER TO GO!
Monday, November 30, 2009
Not any one thing in particular that is making it crazy, just everything put together. Sterling and I called and are putting money down on an apartment---not the 25th st one that we had originally planned, but I am super excited for the one we are going with-- and we had a FABULOUS thanksgiving weekend, fun had on all sides. Then its just the regular, class, finals, work, schedules, bridal showers for my best friend, bridal showers for me, Christmas shopping---I think I made a list when falling asleep last night of eight different people I needed to call, scheduling patients, meeting with professors....its just a hectic time of year, and I feel like I hit Monday. Sigh.
But life is wonderful too. Sterling's family was awesome--I have never met his oldest brother before (of Cindy's boys) and it was good, he was super nice and I really liked him. Sterling also met my oldest brother for the first time this weekend...and at least he survived a Rasmussen basketball game, and all went smoothly :) . Now I just need to finish some school assignments and life will be fabulous!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
PS I wish you could see Sterling's tie better from this picture....its red. And its paisley. I think its the coolest thing ever made. I LOVE IT!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
I've also decided that weddings are for the birds. Honestly. Such a hassle. I've been considering elopement quite heavily. I wonder if Sterling would let me. Probably if I convinced him its what I really wanted. Of course then I wouldn't be able to do the daddy/daughter dance. And I wouldn't be able to chuck my bouquet at unsuspecting friends, and I wouldn't be able to have oodles of pretty roses concocted to perfection by my wonderful sister Kami, and I wouldn't be able to watch all the little girls spin around in their pretty dresses, and show 'aunt lindsay' how beautiful they are. And I wouldn't be able to....well, I guess I better just make some more wedding plans.
I've also decided that the living on love phraseology is a reality. Honestly. As we make more and more plans, we realize more and more how crazy getting married is. I think life should be backwards. At 20 they should give us our retirement funds, so we can enjoy some years together, and then figure out how to survive, and then we might actually have it down by the time we're...oh I don't know, 80 or so.
We have found an apartment (he's moving in over Christmas break so he doesn't have to commute anymore, and then we'll both live there once we're married) and its on historic 25th street and it is so cute, and I absolutely love it...but I'm even more tickled that Sterling thinks its absolutely perfect. We had quite a few options, and we've been looking pretty faithfully. But our good ol' institute apartment board has pretty much exploded with new housing because the semester ends in a couple weeks, and we found this little gem of an apartment. It fit all our little requirements...and its really clean(my biggest requirement). Which pretty much means plans are moving forward at its usual accelerated pace.
I put in an application at JCPenney's today. They are taking me back for the four weeks of Christmas vacation. I'll be working two jobs again. Sigh. But it'll be good. My one nervous thought is when I try to think about making it to all the family events--his and mine. That might get a little rough with my work schedule. Sigh. Lets just hope the canyon weather stays clear!
And can I just say I STRONGLY dislike working opposite weekend shifts than Sterling? I work morning, and he works night. It should be against the law.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Two 1A pts are always a little crazy because then mom and baby brother/sister have to sit chairside, and it feels squished, and then you put the nitrous stand in there as well, and it just felt a little claustrophobic---but our lab coat makes me feel claustrophobic, so I guess thats not saying much! Haahaa, but I am glad I got to see them, they were super great kids, kept their mouths open and didn't complain at all, and they were happy with their blown-up pink and blue gloves! Yay for another day down and we're almost to the end of the semester! Yay!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Then we get to the afternoon clinic (intermission-Sterling came and said hi to me during lunch for about 3 minutes and it was so happy!) and my patient calls me about ten minutes before his appointment time, and says he can't come. All righty then. I call a few people, no one can really come in, so I walk back into the office, and they said someone just walked in and wanted a teeth cleaning---so I took her to my chair! Unfortunately, she was on a time crunch...so I never did get to cleaning her teeth. I did her OD, 4 BWX, 2 PA's (all were conventional, which was super annoying and time consuming) and everything, right up until the point of treatment, and then she had to leave. But happily enough, I rescheduled her for my first clinic day back next semester---which means everything's done, and when she comes back I can just start right in to scaling! Happy first day of next semester clinicals!
Monday, November 9, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Other than that...not much else is happening. Lindsay Ann is the BEST sister-in-law ever (I'm sure Sterling would agree) and not only did I have her smashingly good lasagna for our awesome dinner last night, but I had the leftovers for lunch today. It was fabulous. Only, I forgot it at home. Luckily my roommate has class in the same building I have clinicals, so she was a peach and she brought it to me. Oh life. I don't feel quite so out of my league now with clinicals, I'm slowly passing off enough requirements that I might actually make it. yay! And then I feel like I need to be getting so much better at so many things, and its just not happening. Oh well. Almost four weeks til the end of the semester...I can make it!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
I'm mostly just hungry now. And hoping that pod wrap is fast. Haahaa. Thats about it.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Today at WSU we had lab in the morning and learned a bunch of stuff so that we can do it on our own---Arestin, blood glucose testing, subgingival irrigation, and it was pretty fun. We talked to hot dogs. And injected stuff into them. Maybe you had to be there. But then it was awesome because I had a pt this afternoon that I got to give two injections of Arestin to! Yay! It was pretty fun. It was a fairly chill afternoon---after opening three ultrasonics to get one that had an o-ring that worked. I didn't even know what they were until today. I did three quads of a class V. Probably should've tried to double book myself, but it was nice to get her done, feel like I could really spend some time on her, and feel good about life in general.
Thats all folks!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Lets just say Lindsay keeps learning lessons! Today I spent an hour working on a health history of a patient....who already had a chart and I had no idea. I've never had that happen before, and it was kinda maddening--but no one's fault but my own. Sigh. But I did get one quad of a Class III and two quads of a Class V. I only finished one quad, but I buffed up my skills of conventional film (I wish the entire universe used phosphor plate!!!) and I've got her rescheduled.
HAPPY NEWS! I got my new loupes during lunch...and I'll come back and tell ya how afternoon clinic went!
Afternoon was great, sometimes it seems to take so much longer than the average day! I did OD, 4 bitewings, and two quads of a Class V, which wasn't the easiest, but it wasn't incredibly difficult either. Glad its over. Now I am going to study and take a test. Fabulous. Oh, but PS I got my loupes and I used them today and I love, love, LOVE them, it wasn't really that hard to get used to, it was just really fun to see things!
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Lindsay has a FABULOUS first patient, he was blind, and he was wonderful. He was only a 1B which was frustrating, first of all cause I don't need that classification, and secondly because he was a hard class 1B. Oh well. Lovely first of the morning. I really need to start scheduling two patients when they are 1B's because I have way too much extra time.
Then Lindsay gets to her afternoon. Patient comes in, sweating. Patient takes blood sugar test. Patient's blood sugar is 320!!!!!!!! Patient gives injection of insulin. Lindsay prays patients blood sugar goes down in next half hour. Lindsay spends an entire HOUR working on patients health history. THREE PAGES later, patient retakes blood sugar. 312!!!!!!!!!!! Lindsay has to dismiss patient and try to reschedule (which was crazy because patient goes into surgery in two weeks, and Lindsay is scheduled that far) and then Lindsay is stuck with an hour, and nothing to do. Luckily, Lindsay's AWESOME friend Heather is reading Hamlet in the library and comes up to get her teeth cleaned. Lets just say, Lindsay was speedy quick and finished a 1B HHX through status RX in one hour. Sigh.
Good note: Lindsay is actually feeling a little bit better. And ravenously hungry. That must be a good sign.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
The power went out.
All over Ogden.
Over 10,000 people were without power.
Just so happened that 16 of us were working hard at Midtown Clinic.
It's ok though, because my professor was scale checking, I had already rubber cup polished, so I didn't need the power for anything.
Other students....not so lucky as me.
My hardest thing was trying to figure out a way for her to pay, since I hadn't put any information into the computer yet, and we didn't have the computers to use anyway. Ah---how did people function without computers????
The power has now come back on, but not our clinics software program, so I can't insert my afternoon patient into Eaglesoft, like I had planned, which would have fulfilled another requirement that I need to get done. Argh. Thats ok though. I'll just sit here and blog until pod wrap.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
I get here this morning. My patient doesn't show. I call and he...had to work. And you didn't know that last night?!?!?!?!?!? My dad had a meeting, my friends are all in classes. I ran down to the institute lounge, and through the Student Union Building...and after twenty minutes of searching, I found a young freshman football player who thought it would be great to get a free cleaning (by then I was offering to pay for it). Brought him up to the WSU clinic.....drum roll....and he was a perfect Class II!!!!! I took four bitewings, and then he agreed to come back to be my mock board patient!!!! YAY!!!! So, even though I didn't get anything cleaned, it was a heroic safe to my nerve-wracking morning because now I do not have to worry about a mock board patient. And they actually told me that this is exactly what I am looking for in March for REAL boards....could the student union be my lucky trick again??!?!?! Probably not. Sigh. He is a freshman football player, but I am PRAYING that he is responsible enough to really come back in October for my test. I really, really, REALLY emphasized and stressed to him how important this was to me and my grade and how he was an absolute blessing--and he seemed to get it and promised to come back. Here's hoping.
My second patient also didn't show. Sigh. So I called my Papa Bear up, and he agreed to come in. He was a Class V, so at least it wasn't a 1B experience so that was nice. My professor came up to me afterwards and said "Was your dad asking about you breaking up with someone or something like that?" Apparently he thought it quite amusing that the dean of education was sitting in a dental chair talking love-life to his little girl. His student. Haahaa. Now that I think about it, it is kinda funny. Completely cleaned him, loaded him up with some fluoride goop, and sent him on his way. Yay! Thank you so much dad!
So it was a stressful day, but it turned out nicely, and now I just hope my future patients show up, cause my dad is supposed to be my emergency patient, and unfortunately, now he can't come in for another six months!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Really though, it wasn't that exciting of a day. My sister and brother-in-law came in, I had high hopes that my bro-in-law would be a difficult classification because he hasn't been in to a dentist in over 8 years....but no, just a 1B. Not that I can fault him for taking excellent care of his oral health...but still. I did take a full mouth of xrays on him though, because he hadn't been in the dental office so long, he fit all the prerequisites for needing lots of xrays. And I sure utilized that. I love phosphur plates PS and I think the whole world should switch to only using them. So I finished two class 1B's. It was nice to get some xrays in...finish eight quads....and really just to get accustomed to the clinic routine once again. Lets hope I get some harder classifications quickly though...cause I'll be needing them!
On a happier note, for everyone else who reads this blog, my first evening program activity was a RIOT! So much fun! We had over 200 people in attendance, I had to send my presidency members to buy more food, and we still ran out by 10pm. I spent from 7-5 in clinic and from 5-11pm at the institute building, but oh so much fun. I suppose you can't go wrong with S'mores and Emperors New Groove, but it was just so surprising because all of our summer activities were so small! I suppose thats whats to be expected when everyone moves back in for the semester! I think it really pumped my committee though, to see how important their jobs really are---and I certainly delegated the responsibilities! We had a few moments of 'series of unfortunate events'...we didn't have the right key to get to the sound system....we forgot matches(how do you make smores over non-burning coals??!?!?!?!?!?!?!) we needed extra plug-ins.....Simon heroically risked his life on the roof to rig our projector sheet....Sam's Club doesn't carry marshmellows(who in the world would have ever guessed???!?!?!?!!) But we live and learn....and by the time you finally learn, your time is up, and its the next years turn! But I am loving it so so so SO very much, although there were some rough moments this week. Personally, I think I am blessed to be alive and standing and so supported by everyone! THANK YOU SO MUCH! This has really got to be the BEST position ever!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Lindsay to Chantelle while taking lunch: "Stop working, CHICKEN LIVER!!!!"
Lindsay over walkie "CHAN----TELLE!!!!!" Merrill: "Yes?"
Lindsay to Melinda: "You just missed some MAJOR shoe saving escapades." Chantelle "Yeah, and chicken liver."
Melinda to Lindsay: "You're the only girl I know who says 'thats intense', its kinda a guy thing."
*Chantelle thought the lid was on her pen....little did she know she had lines up and down the back of her neck, well into her hair line.
Chantelle: SPREAD EAGLE(was she flapping, or trying to explain distance between rooms???? Don't really know)
Chantelle opens laundry chute WITHOUT putting bin underneath: "AHHHHH!!!! There's a MOUNTAIN of laundry!!!!!!" Um....yes, yes, that would be what happens darling!
I know there were lots of really funny things, especially Melinda saying some really witty things, but I can't think of them right now. Lets just say I am SO excited to be done with JCP and not have to do back to school anymore and run up and down the stairs 300 times within a shift...and thats no exaggeration, Mindi and I counted! But I will miss Michelle and Mindy and Stephanie...and my managers Russ and Pam. Lots of good times with those people! Not so sorry to be up til 11pm straightening everything people touch! Oh, and update on my life: I'm moving next weekend, just a couple streets. And I'm really, really, REALLY excited for this semester. I think it's going to be a blast. YAY for SENIOR YEARS!!! Am I really graduating with a bachelors in May? Hannah, my life is flashing before my eyes!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
But..the festival was absolutely fantastic! I got to be with my mom. We ate popsicles, read a book out loud to each other (that was started on the drive down to Cedar), watched plays, and slept. We went shopping one morning, but since I was there for a class, I actually had to attend not only every performance (the fun part!) but also every orientation for every performance and every literary seminar for every performance. They were SUPER interesting, and the audience was fairly entertaining, but that took four more hours out of every day that I was sitting writing papers, instead of spending lovely time with my mother. We did go shopping one morning, and I convinced my mother to buy TWO dresses that are absolutely BEAUTIFUL, and it just occurred to me that I should've taken pictures and posted, but now she's in Logan. Sigh. I also bought a $68 hoodie, for only twenty bucks, and I am absolutely in LOVE with it. The material pattern makes me think of Amy's diaper bag. The cute little purple flowers. I wish it wasn't summer so I could wear it EVERY day!
Mom and I both decided we loved The Secret Garden the VERY BEST--it was a musical, and both of us cried, and laughed, and cried, and were equally amazed at the absolutely incredible talent of the singers. I have always loved that book, but I have never seen it performed, and it was incredible. Our second favorite was Comedy of Errors, which was absolutely hilarious, and the cast was spontaneous enough to yell out at the crowd, and we'd yell back, and it was just really true fun. Our two favorite people, an actor and an actress, were in this play, and we scoured the other shows the rest of the time for their faces. Foxfire was good, Private Lives was hilarious and very good(probably my third favorite), and As You Like It was a perfect fairy tale happy ending story, and a great show to end our stay with. We also saw Henry V, and I just wish I had've done some research or some reading before this play, cause I think it was really well played, and the main King was an amazing actor and had some great speeches, but I just didn't follow it very well. At one point mom was all annoyed and leaned over and said "Do you know whats going on?" And I waved my hand "I don't know, the English are fighting the French" which was probably the only obvious thing happening, mom busted up laughing at me. But all in all, they were amazing, and it was a great opportunity!
We have already decided to make it a yearly trip, especially since next year they are doing Pride and Prejudice...and another one that I was excited about that I can't think of right now.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
I have a feeling that I am VERY much like my father in some respects. One of these is that sometimes I feel utterly unsentimental, and when I ponder on this idea, I blame my whole feelinglessness on my father. Ever practical, pragmatic, father of mine. This was recently brought to my attention because I got my roommate's piano tuned for her, so that I can play it anytime I want---and be able to stand how it sounds, because before it was so incredibly terrible, off-pitch sounding, that I couldn't handle it. I was given a fabulous reference for a piano tuner, and he really did an amazing job. He knew exactly how old the piano was, that it used to be a player piano, and that the carvings on the piano made it really valuable. He himself, was a history lesson, and I spent a good three hours curled on the couch reading his autobiography while he tuned the piano. At first, he thought the piano was a lost cause, it was so old, so out of tune, and he thought he'd for sure break strings trying to bring it all the way back up to pitch. But he was fabulous, brought it up to pitch, and didn't harm the piano at all. But this is not at all what I wanted to talk about. Point of story: he told my roommate the piano was worth between 12,000-15,000 dollars. She just paid a whopping $850 for it. The first thoughts in my mind, were of course, historically based. I love history, I love imagining all that this piano lived through since it was built in 1910, and it is a really neat thought. But, poor, hungry college student that I am, I quickly turned my thoughts to all that I could do with the profit of selling this piano. I then related my deep thoughts to my good friend and manager at the hotel the next day. She was shocked at my lack of respect for such an antique item, and amazed that I wouldn't want to keep it around. I have to say this: I do value old items, I am a HUGE history lover, and it is in fact, my favorite subject. But I absolutely love my mom's piano, and it isn't ancient, or rebuilt, or anything of the sort. It's quite new, as far as piano's go, but I made amazing memories with that lovely piano, and maybe in a hundred years it'll be worth something---but only because I loved it so much. I don't know, I think it is neat, but I'd rather sell it. Then she told me she had her grandmother's china in her closet. Yes, that is a really neat thing, but whats the point of keeping china in your closet and never using it? Yes, your grandmother loved it, and it is very special---but if it is never used and never seen, whats the use? At least this piano you can continue to use!
So: while I may be wholly unsentimental and callous, here is what I would do with 10 grand:
First and foremost, quit both jobs and move in with my parents for July and August. It's only two months of work, I'd only make a little over 1200 anyway, and sometimes I think people forget how important it is to make memories now---before you regret the many times you DIDN'T stop to make them. Plus, I'd be just in time for all of her garden harvesting, canning, freezing, cooking--and I could learn OH so much that I have previously avoided learning, and now badly want to know.
Secondly, although I have a year of school left, I would be hurting a LOT less to work, and so, depending on how hard classes are, I would definitely only be working part time in the school year, and not working at all if I wanted. Once again, this is the last year of my education, and there are lots of opportunities to participate in so much and enjoy so many memories that I will never be able to get back again. Is this senioritis? Or have I just LOVED my college experiences so much and wish I didn't have to work to make up for it????
Thirdly, I would put all the rest in the bank, to save for my wedding, the months I'm putting my husband through school, and maybe a SWEET honeymoon.
Oh, and I would also buy a laptop and an ipod. I am losing good music because my cd's are so old and scratched---and its annoying when you need a computer and have to drive 15 minutes to a siblings because the library is closed. Not so annoying when I can't afford one, and definitely doable--but if I had 10 grand, might as well.
I just really, really loved the idea of being able to spend two whole months riding horses with my dad, learning to cook from my mother, playing the piano, and hiking up the mountainside. Instead of spending an inane amount of hours selling people shoes and cleaning their hotel rooms for a ridiculously small amount of money. Not that I'm really complaining, because I know I am incredibly blessed to not only have one, but two jobs in this economy, and I really am happy that I can pay for so much, and I'm keeping my goal of getting my bachelors degree without going in debt. I think June was just a long month---and I am incredibly excited to take four days off in a couple weeks and spend it with my mother in Cedar City at the Shakespearian Festival! Yes!
So...what would you do with 10 grand?
Friday, June 26, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
This is my little brother Ethan, and myself. We were a little crazy sometimes. He is two years younger than me---and the source of many, MANY memories of my childhood. I don't really know what we were doing in the picture above---but it was fun, let me tell ya.
This is one of my favorite pictures of Ethan and me. It was as we were leaving for the bus stop, the one year we went to the same school at South Ogden Junior High, and mom made us stop cause she thought we looked cute. I'm so glad she did.This picture shows that we loved each other from the very beginnings of our existence....and that he was mostly always the same size as me. I remember that we were best friends for quite a while when we were small. We were always very different though. I remember when we were little and lived in Ogden, he knew an old lady across the street would give him a treat if he knocked on her door, but I always was too nervous, and thought it was rude to take advantage....but Ethan went over there all the time---and sometimes he brought me back treats too.This is a picture of Ethan and I when we were in YM/YW together, and dad was the YM President...Good times.We were at a youth conference and that river was actually off limits, cause it was too fast-flowing, or something ridiculous like that. Pretty sure Ethan, Brach, Aleesha, and myself played in it every day. Maybe not the best of examples, but it sure was a lot of fun.I have lots of great memories with Ethan. He had an old bike that had pegs on it. We used to ride it together to school at Longfellow Elementary in Minot, North Dakota. I think we had about 12 different ways to ride one bike together. My favorite was sitting back to back, him riding, and me with my feet on the pegs watching everything go by backwards. I also remember that when we finally had two bikes, he used to ride behind me and make our wheels hit, and it always scared me. One time on the way home from school he did that and both our bikes flipped and we landed really hard---it was an amazing crash really. I remember wanting to be mad, but he was smiling as he stood up and we both burst out laughing. Kinda hard to be mad after that. We rode our bikes all over Minot. Several times to buy 25 cent candy at the little corner store, we'd ride through Oak Park, and Nubbin Park, and we'd even ride our bike all the way out to the gas station on the way to where our horses were kept out of town.
I also remember all the games we played. Ethan was always my protector and I was always the one protected. I was the pioneer mother, and he was the one who found food, or I was protected from the Indians, or all sorts of things. I remember really clearly one time playing firefighters on the trampoline, and every time you bounced, it took you up a floor to blow out the fire. It was so vivid in my mind that I still remember what the dilapidated building, smoldering in flames, looked like in my head.
As we got older, I remember picking his smelly self up from football, wrestling, or track and listening to what he had to say from his day. I remember one time I picked him up and I was crying from a song that was playing on the radio, and his face was so hilarious, cause he didn't realize that that was all that was wrong!
One of the most terrible days of my life was when I got a call while working at JCPenney, and they told me Ethan was in Ogden, at the hospital, and had been hurt in football. Seeing his cocky, nothing-can-hurt-me self in a hospital bed was very scary. I brought him my phone charger, a shake, and a book. We chatted a good portion of the night actually. Luckily, he was all right, and could still play football. A few months later I was at the game he got hurt really bad. I went down to the field at half time to see if he was all right. I was bawling before I even said a word, and he said "why did you come down here?" I wanted to tell him that I knew it was his dream, and that I couldn't imagine him without football at the moment, and---I said "I don't know." and gave him a big hug.
So Ethan was pretty much my closest friend throughout my childhood. As we got older, we had other friends we were probably closer with--but we still had moments when we would hit it off, have a great time, and talk about our lives with one another, and I still cherish those moments---even if he is an ornery teenager jock now.
This is a picture of a mermaid we spent SIX HOURS working on one day in North Dakota. That river brings back loads of memories--most of them with Ethan. We were so proud. The other one is Ethan and I with some of our oldest nieces and nephews, now those two are about the same age as we were when we were holding them. Crazy.
Friday, May 29, 2009
I never wears no clothes,
I wraps my hair
Around my bare,
And down the road I goes."
— Shel Silverstein
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry.
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox.
And there's one more - that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut, my eyes are blue,
It might be the instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke.
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in.
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My toes are cold, my toes are numb,
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There's a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is ...
What? What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is .............. Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!""
— Shel Silverstein