Sunday, July 08, 2007

 
Competition.

We went to the Cracker Barrel for breakfast this morning. The only place in the world that can turn a Sunday morning meal into a friendly competition. The golf tee-in-a-triangle game occupied most of our time and conversation. We took turns jumping tees and laughing when there would be three or 4 tees left over. I began to notice as we kept playing that we were talking less and strategizing more, and undoubtedly keeping score in our heads. After about 6-7 turns each, we both accused the other of cheating at least once, and neither of us could actually "win" the game. As we were leaving the restaurant/store I noticed they were selling the game at the register. I asked Josh if we could get one, like a 5 year old asking her daddy for a candy bar, and he looked at me and said "no" with the "I don't think that's a good idea" tone. He's probably right. Its best to leave competition at the breakfast table.

Saturday, July 07, 2007

 

Hate the sin, not the sinner.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

 
Holiday.

Must be a national holiday again, Rachelle used the kitchen!! This cake is an ol' standby I learned from my Momma. I baked it for a party today and someone told me they saw it on the front of a Betty Crocker magazine! I hope Betty called Momma and asked her if she could use her brilliant patriotic party treat. Happy 4th everyone!

Monday, July 02, 2007

 
This picture is not from today. It was taken back in May when I wasn't blogging. It's from the day I went back to the ear, nose and throat doctor in order to determine if I needed to have surgery on my sinuses to clear up this being sick all the time nonsense. He had the brilliant idea to test me for allergies and see if a simple prescription of Claritin or Allegra would be a quick, easy fix to eliminate the chronic sinus infections, ear infections and sore throats rather than putting me through a surgery that would have me out of work for 10 days, sleeping sitting up for 2 weeks and paying back medical bills til I didn't know what sinuses were anymore. Testing involved sticking me with a needle about a million times in the arm and waiting to see if I developed some sort of reaction similar to a mosquito bite. Here are the results. Doesn't look like much to me. He looked at it and said I needed surgery. I want to know where he got his degree. He wants to know how soon I can schedule.

I have had a sinus infection and strep throat since the day this picture was taken. I still have not scheduled the surgery or figured out the secret code on my arm that determined my fate, but I definitely now agree that surgery is inevitable.

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