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| All worn out after a game of catch :] |
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| Maybe the general public won't find this quite as funny as I do, but it hits home with me :] |
June 22, 2012
Friday Phone Dump 6/16 - 6/22 2012
June 15, 2012
Friday Phone Dump 06/09 - 06/15 2012
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| My basketball was apparently tired of being mercilessly hurled at the backboard, because it decided to just stay in the net. *Cue me hunting through the woods for a stick* Yes, no matter how high I tried to jump, I was still too short to knock it down without a stick. Hey, not all basketball players have to be 7 feet tall :] |
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Sadie's summer haircut. As much as she hated it at the time, she loves it now. I can tell just by watching her how much cooler she it without all that hot black fur. My dog is cuter than your dog! :]
(Sorry if these pictures are showing up really small on your screen. My computer is refusing to let me change the size, and I give up trying :] I'll figure it out before next Friday's phone dump.)
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June 9, 2012
Friday Phone Dump
Summer is a busy time of the year for most people. We're running here and there, spending more time outside since the sun is actually shinning! I love summer! All that vitamin D from the sun sends my winter blues far far away :]
However, with the nice weather filling up my schedule, I don't have a lot of time for blogging. So, I decided that once a week I will post pictures that I took on my phone that week, and leave regular posts for when I feel really inspired to write. (or have the time to :] ) The pictures will be a great way to keep my blog updated, yet nix the pressure of not being able to post as regularly through the summer months.
This first 'Friday photo dump' has pictures from the past several weeks, but after this the Friday photo dumps will strictly be an update through photos of that week.
If inspiration hits I may check in from time to time to do a little more writing, but if not...I'll pick up regular posts when the leaves start to change :]
(Yes, I know it's Saturday, and this post is a FRIDAY phone dump....it just sounds better. lol 95% of these posts will be on Fridays :] )
However, with the nice weather filling up my schedule, I don't have a lot of time for blogging. So, I decided that once a week I will post pictures that I took on my phone that week, and leave regular posts for when I feel really inspired to write. (or have the time to :] ) The pictures will be a great way to keep my blog updated, yet nix the pressure of not being able to post as regularly through the summer months.
This first 'Friday photo dump' has pictures from the past several weeks, but after this the Friday photo dumps will strictly be an update through photos of that week.
If inspiration hits I may check in from time to time to do a little more writing, but if not...I'll pick up regular posts when the leaves start to change :]
(Yes, I know it's Saturday, and this post is a FRIDAY phone dump....it just sounds better. lol 95% of these posts will be on Fridays :] )
May 23, 2012
Yes, I'd like to refill my 'stupid' pills, please.
It's been one of those weeks when the alarm clock goes off in the morning and I hit snooze...and then hit it again...and then again. Obviously this has me rushing around when I finally do pull myself out of bed and makes me want to curse the 25 mph speed limit that is 95% of the trip to work.
Why? Why can't I get out of bed this week? Why am I so exhausted? I'm not staying up any later than normal.
Well, I'm a big dummy.
Along with my 'once a day every day' medicine that I take, my doctor prescribed me a once a week little green pill that is basically jam packed full of vitamins... "You need more energy, Kristin!" he says. "Your Vitamin D level is drastically low! It's the worst I've seen for a long time...how do you have energy to do ANYTHING?"
Guess who forgot to refill that prescription last week? And guess who hasn't taken that cute little green 'energy' pill this week?
Yup, that'd be me...the girl who can't get out of bed!
Man, my doctor knows what he's talking about! haha That makes me feel good :]
May 13, 2012
What I Wish I Could Have Said
Standing by my mother's side during her final hours there was a lot I wish I could have said. But during times like that, with watery eyes and a throat that seems to be about 1/10th it's normal size cutting off air supply, talking isn't really the easiest thing to do.
For hours all I could get out was,
I'm so sorry, Mom
and
I love you so much!
So I decided that on this day, Mother's Day, when everyone tells their moms just how much they mean to them, I will do the same. I want to tell my Mom what I wanted to say so bad on August 9th, 2010.
Dear Mom,
I can't believe this day is here. You always told me to prepare myself, that Jesus may call you home sooner than we expect. I always ignored you when you said that, because I didn't want to believe it was true. But here we are. It doesn't seem fair to me that your life was cut so short.
Today I lost not only my Mom, buy my best friend. You always told me I needed to go do things with my friends, and "stop hanging around your Mom so much", but oh how glad I am now that we have all those memories! Truth is, I wanted to spend so much time with you because I wanted to learn how to be just like you. You are my hero...my inspiration...my source of strength.
I'm going to miss seeing your smile everyday, and passing notes in church...shhh :) I will miss our random road trips, and your creative ways to make Sunday afternoons interesting!
No one will ever make cabbage and carrot burritos quite like yours, even though I may try from time to time. And I wish I knew exactly how you made your potato soup. You must not follow the recipe, because I have tried and it never turns out quite like yours.
Will you tell me where you hid the "Mom's secret handbook"? You always claimed there wasn't such a thing, that you were just that smart :) But how did you always manage to have the right answers to all my problems? I'm still convinced you had a guide book! lol
And I promise that I will keep our secret about the theater at The Creation Museum! If ever I get to go back there with someone else, I won't say a word :) Oh, and that crazy movie incident? Mums the word!
Thank you Mom, for all the memories! I will never forget all the sacrifices you made being our mom, and I can only hope to be half the mom you were someday. You were selfless. You were encouraging. You were motivating. You were superb. You were Super Mom!
You should have been here for many more years, but Jesus decided you needed to come home. And with the peace only Jesus can give, I know we will be ok. It will hurt, and I will miss you all the days of my life, but knowing we will see you again makes this a little less, 'final'.
I love you and miss you already!
'Til we meet again,
Your Kristin Baby
aka "My strong willed and stubborn child" ...sorry about that :)
May 8, 2012
Because Writing Things Down Gets Stuff Off My Mind
This is not the post I had originally planned for this evening. In fact, it's totally off the topic of the first planned post. But I had a conversation with someone today that put my brain on this track, and with all the attention Mother's Day is getting on the radio...TV...Internet...my mind will not rest until I type this out.
I will warn you, this details several events from the last days of my Mom's life here on earth. If you prefer not to read such details please don't continue. Also, I don't know what my point is yet. Usually when I start a post I have an ending point in mind...I know the message I'm trying to get across.
Not this time. Maybe by the time I reach the end of this white screen I'm filling with words my mind will have figured that out. Until then, though, I'm just going to type what is on my heart.
August 8th, 2010
It's Sunday morning. I'm running back and forth between my bedroom and the bathroom getting ready for church. My nephew Noah had spent the night with us, so I have a little shadow following me around.
I hear my dad call me from his bedroom, and I didn't think anything sounded any different about his voice...I don't remember it sounding panicked or alarmed, so when I turned the corner into my parents bedroom what I saw totally caught me off guard.
There was my Mom leaning against my dad, one hand on her chest, and one side of her body looking really weak. I will never forget the look in her eyes as my eyes met hers. She looked scared. And anyone who knew my mom will understand that she didn't scare easily.
"I think your Mom had a stroke", my dad said through tears. "Oh Kristin, what do we do?
The hairbrush I had in my hand dropped to the floor as I said, "Call 911!"
I raced to retrieve the phone as millions of thoughts were clogging my brain.
I was no stranger to calling 911 for Mom. The first time I had that experience it was just Mom and I at home. It was my 18th birthday and we were getting ready for a day of shopping and pampering. Just over 2 months since her surgery, when she started to have pain in her chest she feared a heart attack.
In the end, it was not that serious. She had just tried to do too much too soon after her surgery and caused a teeny tiny chip in a bone.
So as I was running to get the phone on the morning of August 8th, one of the thoughts that was clogging my brain was, Not again. Please God, let her be ok this time too!
Dispatcher: 911, what's your emergency?
We need an ambulance. I think my Mom had a stroke!
Dispatcher: Ok ma'am, can you tell me why you think she has had a stroke?
Her speech is slurred, she can't use one of her arms. She's a heart patient.
Dispatcher: Ok, we have an ambulance on the way. I need to you make sure your Mom is laying flat with no pillows, and as still as possible. Can she tell you her name?
I ran back the hallway where I see dad has laid Mom down on the bed, and I give him the instructions to lay her flat with no pillows. Leaning over the bed I say, Mom, can you tell me your name.
She tried. And when she couldn't tell me her name, the look of panic in her eyes intensified, and that's when I couldn't control it anymore. I burst into tears but still managed to finish the conversation with the dispatcher.
Between then and the time the ambulance showed up it seemed like a year had passed. I had to call my sister and brother-in-law and tell them the news and ask them to go get Noah. I sat with Mom trying to keep her calm. Moving Mom's new car out of the way so the ambulance could drive through the yard to the front door wasn't so much fun.
The ambulance finally arrived, we gave them a list of her medicines and a brief rundown of her health history.
The next step was to get me and dad in the car and out the driveway. My sister quickly showed up to follow us down in her car, and I made the dreadful call to my brother who had left for church while we were all still sleeping earlier that morning.
You need to go to the hospital. We think Mom had a stroke and she just left in the ambulance.
Wray: She had a WHAT?!
Not exactly the phone call you want to make to a sibling.
And that's where my thoughts end. I'm hopeful that now that I've typed this out my mind will rest a little now.
Maybe it's because Mother's day is right around the corner that has my mind thinking about my last day I had with mine. I don't know. But I know that what happened in the hospital, watching Mom being life flighted, and the dreadful trip to the second hospital are not playing a part in my thoughts right now.
I'm consumed with the last moments I had with Mom in our home.....the last few days and weeks before her stroke.
And thats it. Maybe I'll have more to add to this later; but for right now I'm finished.
I will warn you, this details several events from the last days of my Mom's life here on earth. If you prefer not to read such details please don't continue. Also, I don't know what my point is yet. Usually when I start a post I have an ending point in mind...I know the message I'm trying to get across.
Not this time. Maybe by the time I reach the end of this white screen I'm filling with words my mind will have figured that out. Until then, though, I'm just going to type what is on my heart.
August 8th, 2010
It's Sunday morning. I'm running back and forth between my bedroom and the bathroom getting ready for church. My nephew Noah had spent the night with us, so I have a little shadow following me around.
I hear my dad call me from his bedroom, and I didn't think anything sounded any different about his voice...I don't remember it sounding panicked or alarmed, so when I turned the corner into my parents bedroom what I saw totally caught me off guard.
There was my Mom leaning against my dad, one hand on her chest, and one side of her body looking really weak. I will never forget the look in her eyes as my eyes met hers. She looked scared. And anyone who knew my mom will understand that she didn't scare easily.
"I think your Mom had a stroke", my dad said through tears. "Oh Kristin, what do we do?
The hairbrush I had in my hand dropped to the floor as I said, "Call 911!"
I raced to retrieve the phone as millions of thoughts were clogging my brain.
I was no stranger to calling 911 for Mom. The first time I had that experience it was just Mom and I at home. It was my 18th birthday and we were getting ready for a day of shopping and pampering. Just over 2 months since her surgery, when she started to have pain in her chest she feared a heart attack.
In the end, it was not that serious. She had just tried to do too much too soon after her surgery and caused a teeny tiny chip in a bone.
So as I was running to get the phone on the morning of August 8th, one of the thoughts that was clogging my brain was, Not again. Please God, let her be ok this time too!
Dispatcher: 911, what's your emergency?
We need an ambulance. I think my Mom had a stroke!
Dispatcher: Ok ma'am, can you tell me why you think she has had a stroke?
Her speech is slurred, she can't use one of her arms. She's a heart patient.
Dispatcher: Ok, we have an ambulance on the way. I need to you make sure your Mom is laying flat with no pillows, and as still as possible. Can she tell you her name?
I ran back the hallway where I see dad has laid Mom down on the bed, and I give him the instructions to lay her flat with no pillows. Leaning over the bed I say, Mom, can you tell me your name.
She tried. And when she couldn't tell me her name, the look of panic in her eyes intensified, and that's when I couldn't control it anymore. I burst into tears but still managed to finish the conversation with the dispatcher.
Between then and the time the ambulance showed up it seemed like a year had passed. I had to call my sister and brother-in-law and tell them the news and ask them to go get Noah. I sat with Mom trying to keep her calm. Moving Mom's new car out of the way so the ambulance could drive through the yard to the front door wasn't so much fun.
The ambulance finally arrived, we gave them a list of her medicines and a brief rundown of her health history.
The next step was to get me and dad in the car and out the driveway. My sister quickly showed up to follow us down in her car, and I made the dreadful call to my brother who had left for church while we were all still sleeping earlier that morning.
You need to go to the hospital. We think Mom had a stroke and she just left in the ambulance.
Wray: She had a WHAT?!
Not exactly the phone call you want to make to a sibling.
And that's where my thoughts end. I'm hopeful that now that I've typed this out my mind will rest a little now.
Maybe it's because Mother's day is right around the corner that has my mind thinking about my last day I had with mine. I don't know. But I know that what happened in the hospital, watching Mom being life flighted, and the dreadful trip to the second hospital are not playing a part in my thoughts right now.
I'm consumed with the last moments I had with Mom in our home.....the last few days and weeks before her stroke.
And thats it. Maybe I'll have more to add to this later; but for right now I'm finished.
May 6, 2012
Energy Depleted...Time to Relax!
Yes, it's me...the long lost 'Online Journal' blogger.
A slightly more than usual busy schedule, combined with financially opting to discontinue my Internet service for about a month, led to me abandoning this little corner of the world wide web.
It's nice to be back though, and I'm going to take advantage of this connection time until my wallet changes that again for me :]
In fact, I have a new post all worked out in my head...but unfortunately this head of mine is beginning to thump, and I'm starting to feel a little under the weather. My comfy sweat pants and baggy t-shirt are calling my name, and the super soft pillow and comforter on my couch look oh so inviting! I'm headed to relax for the evening!
Check back in the next few day though! There won't be nearly as much time in between posts!
In the meantime for the next few hours this is how you will find me...
Goodbye for now, and enjoy the rest of your Sunday!
A slightly more than usual busy schedule, combined with financially opting to discontinue my Internet service for about a month, led to me abandoning this little corner of the world wide web.
It's nice to be back though, and I'm going to take advantage of this connection time until my wallet changes that again for me :]
In fact, I have a new post all worked out in my head...but unfortunately this head of mine is beginning to thump, and I'm starting to feel a little under the weather. My comfy sweat pants and baggy t-shirt are calling my name, and the super soft pillow and comforter on my couch look oh so inviting! I'm headed to relax for the evening!
Check back in the next few day though! There won't be nearly as much time in between posts!
In the meantime for the next few hours this is how you will find me...
Goodbye for now, and enjoy the rest of your Sunday!
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