Tuesday, July 28, 2009

colorado pics

Sorry, I was really planning on getting some pics on the blog earlier. Still working on it but just wanted to give you a peek of the great pics Laura got.

The fam on top of Pike's Peak.

Laura and I hiked up the 'hill' behind our cabin. This is me in front of the 'back side' of Pike's peak. We had quite the few inside jokes about that. Like, is it hairy? Etc.

Then we, actually Sus, found this and knew exactly what the 'back side' meant:

I'll try to get more pics on here! Thanks for the great memories Lou!

Oh, and JT and Ed did some of this:

17 Trout! Pretty Impressive. Except Ed lost a rod and reel--while trying to pose for a pic. I'm just glad it wasn't me that lost the EXPENSIVE piece of fishing equipment in the South Platte. Oh well!

the 'roids

Not those. Steroids. I'm back on them. After the last post I broke out in hives. First it started on my face, I thought it was the suntan lotion, but by lunch time it was all over. It wasn't until 3 days later on our drive home that it hit me that it was probably my blood pressure medicine, lisinopril. A highly likely candidate for angioedema (swelling of the lips, see pictures below) and hives (little red itchy bumps all over). So I texted my PA friend Rebecca and we both agreed to stop the lisinopril, of course I had already taken it that day. So Sunday, after getting home I drove to Sand Springs to see her at the Urgent Care Clinic. So back on steroids I am. They also gave me some 'non-drowsy' anti-itch medicine. Well I took it at 4pm and at 4:30pm I was in bed and woke up the next morning.

Today I went to see my doctor and he agreed. I'm on a new bp med. I'm also carrying around a Epi Pen for the next few months, in case 'my throat closes shut.'

As Laura said, at least I do things wierd. (Is that correct grammar?) I do. Crazy Phyllodes Tumor and the 'possible' Glomus tumor. Now this. I'm wierd. Gotta keep my docs on their toes.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009


Day 1: Drive to "the springs." Slober so much while sleeping upright in the 3rd row you wake yourself up. Stay at the Broadmoor. I'm retiring there. Or having a destination wedding there. Just so you know.

Day 2: Drive to Pike's Peak. Get a really bad headache from the lack of oxygen. Next time I'm bringing a bottle of O2. Drive to Lake George. Get caught in downpour in Woodland Park's Walmart. Sleep with the windows open and get up at 9am.

Day 3: Accompany your father and brother-in-law fishing and read a book while sitting on the bank. Bite it--fall off a LARGE granite rock into the stream (head first while holding on for dear life to the rock), scraping my entire left leg while trying to save my dad's rod as it floats down the river. Oh, and Jonathan, he's continuing to fish because he thinks I'm joking, as I'm yelling HELP.

Gotta love vacation

And the previous post about timing? I went on a date and had a couple come look at my house, in the same evening. The couple really seemed to like it. I'm continuing to pray. . . . .I KNOW God has a sense of humor!

Friday, July 17, 2009

my mother's driving

I can't believe I caught this on film. It's documented. This is how my mother took turns in Dallas. And she tells me to slow down?

the lip capade

I've been so busy. Crazy busy as I call it. I had just a little bit of time to post on facebook, but I'm finally getting a chance to get the 'LIP CAPADE' on the blog.

Last friday started off with a day off from work. Mom, Aunt Carole, Liz and I were going to spend the weekend in Dallas shopping. Last week was really slow at work so I took Friday off as well. I got up early to get some things done around the house. I should have stayed in bed.

I went in the backyard to water my plants. I was tugging the hose out of its reel when it came back and hit me smack dab in the middle of my upper lip. Nice, I thought. I'm going to have a fat lip in Dallas. Well, at least I'll have another funny story for the blog.

I've always disliked my thin upper lip. I was looking forward to seeing what it would look like. So I took a picture:

Little did I know this would get much worse.

4-5 hours after impact--I call this my platypus look.
I spent the entire trip to Dallas with ice on my lip and downing advil. See how much it helped?
I called Cindy and Rebecca about 30 times once it got to this point. I was FREAKING OUT!! A hit on the lip from the metal end of a hose should not make your lip this big. We think I was allergic to something. Either the latex on the hose or something that was on the hose. But I'm not sure. Let's just hope it doesn't happen again anytime soon.
Me trying to hide my lip while at Chuy's.
Yes, I went out in public looking like that. And yes, people stared.
Liz laughed at the response I gave people. If I caught them looking at me, I would make my lips even bigger and glare back.
I really needed a sign or tee-shirt to explain. Here are a few of my ideas:
Yes, I realize my upper lip is GINORMOUS
No, I am not an abuse victim
Yes, I am taking medication for this
Less than 24 hours later, my lip was back to normal.
But the next 9 days on steroids, were, well, interesting. My co-workers were really tired of me re-arranging the pencils and note pads on their desks. And I paced alot. And my appetite. I, however, bought candy for the office because if I was getting fatter, everyone else was too!!
Three good things came out of this experience:
1) I realized I could be uglier.
2) I do not need silicone, ever. Anywhere.
3) The First Wives Club should've used me for that opening scene; I could've been a millionaire. Or on HITCH.
4) My cabinets are very clean and organized after a 9 Day course of Prednisone.
I've always been a positive thinker and boy can I laugh at myself.
We're even thinking about making Platypus Sarah masks for Halloween. We'll see. . . .
Hope you enjoy the laughs! And next week can't get much worse. I'm on vacay with the family at Lake George, Co. My PA friend, Rebecca, and her family are letting us stay at their cabin. We are so blessed! Thanks Rebecca!

Monday, July 6, 2009


I am taking a Beth Moore Bible Study this summer with a friend. I was very hesitant because I'm used to lots of homework with my Precepts. This is just fill-in-the-blank stuff so how can you really learn anything? HA!

I came straight home tonight and had to write this stuff down. Not only for me, but for two of my very close friends who need to hear it too. Oh, and me. Did I mention I need this?

Wanna know why my house hasn't sold? Because God.

That's it. For some reason, the timing ain't right. No, I don't know when it will sell or why it hasn't, because it's gosh darn cute. But it hasn't. Either the timing ain't right. Or it's time to WAIT.

Waiting sucks. And you'd think I'd be good at it by now. For God's sake, I'm 31 and 1/2 and still single. I've been waiting.

Maybe it hasn't sold because the timing isn't right for someone else. Maybe Mr. Right isn't totally together yet. Maybe I could what if all night.

I can stand around in my 'paralysis of analysis' and try to figure God out. Or not even that, just His plan for my life. Or maybe I just let it go and move on.

And you know that verse, Isa 40:31? Yea, the one we sang about in High School Church Choir? And the one playing? The one about eagles and waiting on Him? I really don't believe it. And I sure am NOT 'renewing my strength.' I'm tired. Wanna know why? Because I'm waiting on that wedding day, worrying if I'll be 40 and still single. I'm waiting and worrying about the event that I THINK will answer all of my problems. I'm NOT waiting on the LORD. As soon as I stop waiting for the event to come and start waiting on the LORD then my strength will be renewed.

So this is my prayer. That you stop waiting for your event. For your wedding. For your baby. And you start, with me, waiting on the LORD.

Because in the meantime, that's GOD-TIME.

Habakkuk 2:3b
Though it linger, wait on it;
it will certainly come and will not delay

And this fill-in-the-blank Bible Study? Whipped me upside the head tonight.

Thanks Beth

lou lou

Laura got this FABULOUS gift for her birthday, from me of course. A Bamboo. And is finally learning how to use it. Hence the new background/s. As you've probably noticed, it has changed frequently over the past few weeks. I think we've finally found a stopping point. I just love it. And as Laura's big sis, I'm ok with you calling her a nerd, she prefers that over geek. Or Lou Lou--she loves it. :) Thanks Lou.