Sunday, July 18, 2010

Strike Two

Lance got in a wreck Thursday night. I went to bed at 10:30 and he was going uptown to get a few things before we were to go camping for the weekend. He called me a little after 11pm and said, I'm ok but I got in a wreck and I'm with the ambulance now but you need to come out here. So I sped as fast as I could although it seemed like it took me 30 minutes. There's tons of road construction on Washington and as he was coming home he wanted to avoid that road altogether so he took Grandview. When he got to the intersection of Falls which has been closed, his scooter didn't like the gravel too well and went right out from under him. There was no sign at all so he had no idea that there was gravel or construction or that the road changed. When I got there I kinda went into panic mode and freaked out. I couldn't help the tears. Seeing him all beat up and bleeding and dirty just sent my imagination wild and I bawled and couldn't stop. The paramedics kept trying to calm me down and assured me he was ok. Which I could clearly see that he was fine, it just really scared me especially since I've never been in a wreck. Meanwhile Lance was laughing and joking with all the paramedics and police. Everybody was super nice and helpful. Luckily, no major damage to Lance or the scooter. He got scraped and cut up pretty bad on his face, hands, and especially his knees but he's ok. The scooter is fine, its too dirty to tell but I think it's just scratched up. I was shaking so bad, I couldn't hold the phone or the paperwork the paramedics gave me. Lance said, well shoot I'm doing better than you are. Then he turned to the paramedics and said, maybe you ought to get her on a stretcher with oxygen and take her blood pressure!

We got most of the gravel out of his skin and I got him all gauzed up before bed. I made sure he was still breathing and moving when I left for work the next day. He'll be pretty sore for the next several days but at least it's just soreness and cuts. No surgery and no casket. I'm so thankful to Heavenly Father for good people on earth. There were two guys that stopped to help Lance before the ambulance came and one of them stayed with us all night and got our scooter home. I'm so thankful for paramedics and police who do their job and do it well. One paramedic was a gal probably in her 50s and she just hugged me and assured me Lance was fine. I'm so thankful I still have my best friend. This is the second instance in two months that Lance scared me to death (no pun intended. Last month in the middle of the night I found Lance bleeding with blood all over the floor and walls and all over him. It too scared me to death and I made him go to the doctor who referred him to another doctor who had Lance undergo a few procedures. Long story short, he's fine and there's nothing wrong with him, it was just a fluke thing). I'm just so thankful for modern medicine. I'm thankful for good people who help strangers and paramedics and police who carry out their job well. I'm so thankful that our prayers are answered and someone is watching over us. I'm thankful for supportive family and friends. I'm thankful for a good husband who treats me better than I deserve and is my partner day in and day out. I don't know what I'd do without him.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Get Your Happy On

Call me a Debbie Downer or Gloomy Gus but lately I've had the blues. I'm overwhelmed with financial issues with school and Lance's medical bills that were quite unexpected, school in itself with all the things that go with it like Lance's apprenticeship, work, household chores, shows, callings, etc. etc. etc. As I told my sister today, I need a vacation but instead of going somewhere, I want to plant my feet inside my house, like a staycation, and not go anywhere for about a month. I'm gone so much which is hard for a homebody like me, I'm exhausted and worn out and I just need to stay home for a bit and chillax.

Today as I was taking a gander at a few blogs, I found this great entry over at Crafting Chicks. It really helped me realize that I not only want but NEED one of those happy boards. It's a great idea, the article that she references was so-so for me, but I love the concept of making a happy board. Lance's sister found this fantastic old frame at the DI in Burley and gave it to me, and now I know exactly what I'm going to do with it in my own way. Get your happy on at Crafting Chicks!

Saturday, July 10, 2010

I have made a few changes and posted some new watch bands, go HERE to check it out!

Consider the Lilies

The Lily Saga Continues

Last weekend I spent Saturday morning doing yard work. I weeded and cleaned up the flower beds and sprayed a bunch of round up in the back yard. Seriously, the tree and plant overgrowth in the back is so overwhelming I don't even know where to start. But, as I was about to go inside, I noticed the gigantic 5' 3" lily started to bloom!! I was so excited I had to take a million pictures.

This is so you can see how tall it is. I'm 5'1" and don't pay attention to how bad I look. I was sweaty, stinky, and working outside all morning so what do you expect?

Friday, July 9, 2010

New Purses and Patterns

My sister in-law posted some new purses and patterns on her blog, go to SEAMS LIKE PERFECTION to check it out!

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Ray of Sunshine

Lance's birthday was a few days ago, happy 28th birthday Sweetie!! We're too poor with recent medical bills and student loans to do anything fancy or even mildly fun. He had barbershop that night so I made a bunch of cookies and brownies, went down to the methodist church and patiently waited for the current song to get over. As soon as it did, Donna and I darted in there singing happy birthday and presented the goods to Lance and all the guys. He enjoyed it and I may have embarrassed him a tiny bit, but we're actually celebrating his birthday this weekend when Kemp and Steph are in town.

Lance is my rock. He's my bud, my best friend. He's the reason I get up every morning. He thrives off humor and he makes me laugh, not by telling jokes but by being himself. I laugh the hardest when he messes up a joke, that's the best! He's my ray of sunshine on a cloudy day and the song on the radio that makes me tap my toes and burst out loud singing. He's my partner who does most of the dishes and laundry and even surprises me when I get home from work with a great meal. It may be baked potatoes or english muffin pizzas, but it's dinner and it has never tasted so good! He leaves little simple "bonuses" around the house, like replacing a towel hook with a ring so the dumb towel won't drop on the floor anymore, or buying a few baskets and organizing the medicine drawer so I don't have to rummage for an hour trying to find some aspirin. Or like this morning when I got to work, I found a bag of bit o honey hidden in my desk; he must have snuck in while I left work an hour early yesterday to get my hair cut. He's my joy and he makes me happy, I don't know how I got so lucky. I love the time we have together right now at this very moment. We've been married for 5 years and we've grown so close together. Every morning I wake up so glad I married him and I shutter to think of it any other way.