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Showing newest posts with label Wordless Wednesday. Show older posts
Showing newest posts with label Wordless Wednesday. Show older posts
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Wordy Wednesday
Wordy Wednesday
Chris and his Twin
Germany
Circa 2007
If Chris looks slightly blitzed that would be because well...because he was.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Wordless Wednesday
Baseball Fever is in the Air
Feb. 2010
(I know these are blurry, but I couldn't resist posting the boys "flying" through the air. One day I'll get me one of them fancy cameras.)
Oh my word. I am so sorry for the plethora of grammatical errors in yesterday's post. I swear I read the thing 20 times trying to catch them all and wouldn't you know it- I come home from work yesterday and took a look at it and 3 huge mistakes jump out at me. And then I look again later on in the evening and I notice I committed one of my huge pet peeves and wrote "their" instead of "there." Ugh. I'm embarrassed to say the least. Please forgive this non-grammatically correct woman. And now I'm sure that this little apology is filled with errors and I just can't see them. Well I see the run-on sentences, but the little bitty nit-picky things. I don't see those. *sigh*
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Wordless Wednesday
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Almost Wordless Wednesday
Wordless Wednesday...almost
Apparently, some of our trees do change color! It just takes until the middle of December for it to happen. Who knew? Apparently not me- even though I've lived here all my life. *shrug*
And look- even my baby tree is showing its beauty!
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Not So Wordless Wednesday
It has become apparent to me that I must forego my normal Wordless Wednesday and respond to the comments on yesterday's True Story Tuesday post that was also a guest post for Live.Laugh.Pull Your Hair Out.
Emily asked: Julie, is that how you snagged your hubby too? ;P
Well actually Emily, it just so happens...no I'm kidding. That is not how I snagged him. But you can read this post to find out just how we met. My feminine wiles had matured a little bit by the time I met Chris. (Just a tad though.)
Tamara said this: I loved this story...the whole time I was reading it I was thinking of Meg from Family Guy. lol The episode when she was on the football field as a flag girl trying to get the attention of the cool kids. lol
Great Job as guest blogger :)
OK, that is embarrassing and hilarious all at the same time. I'd like to think I was cooler than Meg is, but really...that comparison is hilarious!
Kimber and Kmama both requested pictures.
Honestly, I was going to search for a picture. But all of my photos from HS are in my hope chest and our TV is sitting on it right now. We plan on moving the TV to another room soon and when that happens I will be sure to pull my pictures out for you all. Anything for my readers!
And Sara said: almost died laughing at you! You are a unmatched hooT!
Oh Sara, I hope you survived! I would never want you to die, but spitting out coffee or other form of liquid substance at your computer is great!
And since I can't embarrass myself with a HS photo of my fashion faux-pas, I will honor you with one of me in front of the Christmas tree way back when. Don't you love the outfit? (Not to mention that killer couch!)
Emily asked: Julie, is that how you snagged your hubby too? ;P
Well actually Emily, it just so happens...no I'm kidding. That is not how I snagged him. But you can read this post to find out just how we met. My feminine wiles had matured a little bit by the time I met Chris. (Just a tad though.)
Tamara said this: I loved this story...the whole time I was reading it I was thinking of Meg from Family Guy. lol The episode when she was on the football field as a flag girl trying to get the attention of the cool kids. lol
Great Job as guest blogger :)
OK, that is embarrassing and hilarious all at the same time. I'd like to think I was cooler than Meg is, but really...that comparison is hilarious!
Kimber and Kmama both requested pictures.
Honestly, I was going to search for a picture. But all of my photos from HS are in my hope chest and our TV is sitting on it right now. We plan on moving the TV to another room soon and when that happens I will be sure to pull my pictures out for you all. Anything for my readers!
And Sara said: almost died laughing at you! You are a unmatched hooT!
Oh Sara, I hope you survived! I would never want you to die, but spitting out coffee or other form of liquid substance at your computer is great!
And since I can't embarrass myself with a HS photo of my fashion faux-pas, I will honor you with one of me in front of the Christmas tree way back when. Don't you love the outfit? (Not to mention that killer couch!)
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Wordless Wednesday
Wordless Wednesday
My first Thanksgiving meal cooked all by my grown-up self.
Sorry, I know this is boring for all of you- but I need a record of it for prosperity. (Or is it posterity. I don't know...but whatever it is I'm doing it for that.)
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Wordful Wednesday- Jakob
This is a long one. Make sure you've got your coffee and a snack.
Chronic illness. It's not fun, nor is it easy. It involves a daily battle of fighting a disease that insists on trying to control your body no matter what you do to prevent it. When you are a child with chronic illness you are forced to give up part of your childhood to the disease. Missed days at school, slumber parties that can't be attended because the host has pets, baseball games that force you to sit on the bench because they make your asthma flare-up. Playing a game of tag with your buddies can result in two days on the couch.
Jakob has lived this life since birth. He was born with allergies and asthma and has been sick since he was only 1 month old...8 years is a long time to feel poorly. Yes there are good days- usually in the summer months when everything living outside is dead from the TX heat and swimming strengthens his lungs. But Jakob has been taking medicine every single day of his life since birth. At 8 years old he can swallow pills that most adults would consider to be huge. At 8 years old he is looking forward to his surgery in one week. Most people are scared or nervous about having surgery. Jakob is looking forward to the relief we hope it will bring.
You see, Jakob has been growing an infection in his sinuses for 10 solid months now. Despite daily cleaning of his sinuses and despite antibiotics strong enough for a grown man- Jakob's sinuses have continued to grow infection and worsen without ever leaving for even just a moment.
Remember your worst sinus infection. Remember the pain you felt stabbing you in your forehead and behind your eyes. Remember how the pain throbbed when you would bend over to pick something up off the floor. Remember your nose being so stuffed-up that you couldn't breathe through it and couldn't taste the food you were trying to eat. Remember trying to blow your nose to relieve the pressure to no avail. Remember the feeling of exhaustion and fatigue and not having enough energy to get much done until the medicine started working. This has been Jakob's life for the last 3 years except the medicine never actually works.
He had surgery last December 31st to remove his tonsils, adenoids, and to flush out his turbinates. This was all done in hopes that the chronic infection would be flushed out of his head and that whatever wasn't removed would be taken care of by antibiotics. However, Jakob's CAT scan in February '09 showed that he still had infection in his sinuses. A CAT scan 2 weeks ago showed that the same infection was still present and had gotten worse.
The plan on Wednesday, November 25th, is to go back in and clean Jakob's sinuses out again and to straighten a deviated septum. So in Jakob's 8 short years of life he is heading into his 3rd surgery. (The 1st one was for Pneumococcal Pneumonia at the age of 3).
Now please don't misunderstand me. I am ever so thankful that although my son has a chronic illness that he is not fighting for his life and that we do not spend our days in the hospital. I am thankful that I have to "fight" for every single one of you lovely (and handsome) followers and that you are not drawn to me to read about the plight of my sick child. Those stories are horrific and I would never in a million years want to go through that heartache.
However, I do feel horrible that my son fights daily headaches (which I'm sure are severe), burning eyes, dizziness, and fatigue. I am humbled that despite the pain and misery that he feels he still has the gumption to be an 8 year old boy who plays baseball, loves video games, and will run around with his friends until his asthma forces him to stop- and only then will he stop. He doesn't allow his chronic diseases to prevent him from living life. Oh the things my children teach me.
Chronic illness. It's not fun, nor is it easy. It involves a daily battle of fighting a disease that insists on trying to control your body no matter what you do to prevent it. When you are a child with chronic illness you are forced to give up part of your childhood to the disease. Missed days at school, slumber parties that can't be attended because the host has pets, baseball games that force you to sit on the bench because they make your asthma flare-up. Playing a game of tag with your buddies can result in two days on the couch.
Jakob has lived this life since birth. He was born with allergies and asthma and has been sick since he was only 1 month old...8 years is a long time to feel poorly. Yes there are good days- usually in the summer months when everything living outside is dead from the TX heat and swimming strengthens his lungs. But Jakob has been taking medicine every single day of his life since birth. At 8 years old he can swallow pills that most adults would consider to be huge. At 8 years old he is looking forward to his surgery in one week. Most people are scared or nervous about having surgery. Jakob is looking forward to the relief we hope it will bring.
You see, Jakob has been growing an infection in his sinuses for 10 solid months now. Despite daily cleaning of his sinuses and despite antibiotics strong enough for a grown man- Jakob's sinuses have continued to grow infection and worsen without ever leaving for even just a moment.
Remember your worst sinus infection. Remember the pain you felt stabbing you in your forehead and behind your eyes. Remember how the pain throbbed when you would bend over to pick something up off the floor. Remember your nose being so stuffed-up that you couldn't breathe through it and couldn't taste the food you were trying to eat. Remember trying to blow your nose to relieve the pressure to no avail. Remember the feeling of exhaustion and fatigue and not having enough energy to get much done until the medicine started working. This has been Jakob's life for the last 3 years except the medicine never actually works.
He had surgery last December 31st to remove his tonsils, adenoids, and to flush out his turbinates. This was all done in hopes that the chronic infection would be flushed out of his head and that whatever wasn't removed would be taken care of by antibiotics. However, Jakob's CAT scan in February '09 showed that he still had infection in his sinuses. A CAT scan 2 weeks ago showed that the same infection was still present and had gotten worse.
The plan on Wednesday, November 25th, is to go back in and clean Jakob's sinuses out again and to straighten a deviated septum. So in Jakob's 8 short years of life he is heading into his 3rd surgery. (The 1st one was for Pneumococcal Pneumonia at the age of 3).
Now please don't misunderstand me. I am ever so thankful that although my son has a chronic illness that he is not fighting for his life and that we do not spend our days in the hospital. I am thankful that I have to "fight" for every single one of you lovely (and handsome) followers and that you are not drawn to me to read about the plight of my sick child. Those stories are horrific and I would never in a million years want to go through that heartache.
However, I do feel horrible that my son fights daily headaches (which I'm sure are severe), burning eyes, dizziness, and fatigue. I am humbled that despite the pain and misery that he feels he still has the gumption to be an 8 year old boy who plays baseball, loves video games, and will run around with his friends until his asthma forces him to stop- and only then will he stop. He doesn't allow his chronic diseases to prevent him from living life. Oh the things my children teach me.
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